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Hunt and Lee, comps.  The Book of the Sonnet.  1867.
II. “What is my lady like?”
By Frances Anne Kemble (1809–1893)
WHAT is my lady like? thou fain wouldst know.
  A rosy chaplet of fresh apple-bloom,
Bound with blue ribbon, lying on the snow.
  What is my lady like? The violet gloom
Of evening, with deep orange light below.        5
  She ’s like the noonday smell of a pine wood;
  She ’s like the sounding of a stormy flood;
She ’s like a mountain-top high in the skies,
  To which the day its earliest light doth lend;
  She ’s like a pleasant path without an end;        10
Like a strange secret, and a sweet surprise;
  Like a sharp axe of doom, wreathed with blush-roses.
  A casket full of gems whose key one loses;
Like a hard saying, wonderful and wise.

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