Quote#Nature
The sunn must lend his goulden beames
Quote byAurelian Townshend · 1583–1649
Commonly attributed — not confirmed in an authoritative edition. Cited on Wikiquote to: "To the Lady May", l. 11 [MS. Malone 13, f.53].
English (original)
The sunn must lend his goulden beames, Soft windes their breath, green trees their shade, Sweete fields their flowers, cleare springs their streams, Ere such another smyle bee made.
— Aurelian Townshend
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