Marie, you have cheeks as vermeil
As a rose of May, you have hair
Of chestnut color, in tresses woven with ribbons,
Daintily twined all around your ear.
When you were little, a dainty bee
Formed its sweet savory honey on your lips,
Love left his arrows in your stern eyes,
Pithon gave you a voice like no other.
You have breasts like two mounts of milk,
That bud just as in newborn spring
Two buds bud, surrounded by their pod.
Your arms are Juno’s, your breast the Graces’,
You have Aurora’s brow and hand,
But you have the heart of a proud lioness.
Pierre de Ronsard
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