Margaret.
Topics: classic
Her eyes - upon a summer's day God's skies are not more blue than they. Her hair - you've seen a sunbeam bold Made up of just such threads of gold. Her cheek - the leaf which nearest grows The dewy heart of June's red rose. Her mouth - full lipped, and subtly sweet As briar drowned in summer heat. Her heart - December's chill and snow - Heaven pity me, who love her so!
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