 | Sir Egerton Brydges - 1807 - 464 psl.
...longe; White as the milke, with blew vaynes among. Her fete proper, she gartered well her hose, I neuer saw so swete a creature; Nothing she lacketh as I...suppose That is longing to fayre dame nature ; Yet more ouer her countenaunce so pure. So swete, so louelv, wold any hert inspyre Wyth feruent loue to attayne... | |
 | Stephen Hawes - 1845 - 242 psl.
...right longe, White as the milke, with blew vaynes among. Her fete proper, she gartered well her hose, I never saw so swete a creature; Nothing she lacketh...and vertuous; Alas! what fortune did me to her call Without that she be to me piteous? With her so fettered in paynes dolorous, Alas! shall pite be from... | |
 | Stephen Hawes - 1845 - 242 psl.
...right longe, White as the milke, with blew vaynes among. Her fete proper, she gartered well her hose, I never saw so swete a creature; Nothing she lacketh...countenaunce so pure, So swete, so lovely, wold my hert in spy re, Wyth fervent love to attayne his desyre. But what for her maners passeth all, She is both... | |
 | Percy Society - 1846 - 250 psl.
...right longe, White as the milke, with blew vaynes among. Her fete proper, she gartered well her hose, I never saw so swete a creature; Nothing she lacketh...and vertuous; Alas! what fortune did me to her call Without that she be to me piteous? With her so fettered in paynes dolorous, Alas ! shall pite be from... | |
 | Percy Society - 1846 - 250 psl.
...right longe, White as the milke, with blew vaynes among. Her fete proper, she gartered well her hose, I never saw so swete a creature; Nothing she lacketh...fayre dame Nature; Yet more over her countenaunce so puie, So swete, so lovely, wold my hert inspyre, Wyth fervent love to attayne his desyre. But what... | |
 | 1921 - 612 psl.
...his complaint to Venus, he describes her at length, and includes this item familiar in French poems: Nothing she lacketh as I do suppose, That is longing to fayre dame Nature." In answer to his complaint, Venus, in more harmony with Nature than in De Planctu Naturae, says that... | |
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Her necke longe as whyte as ony lylly, With vaynes blew in which the blode ran inne; Her paypes round and therto right prety; Her armes sclender and of goodly body; Her fingers small and therto right longe, White as the milke, with blew vaynes among.... 