Here you will find the Poem Delicious Beauty That Doth Lie of poet John Marston
DELICIOUS Beauty, that doth lie Wrapped in a skin of ivory, Lie still, lie still upon thy back, And, Fancy, let no sweet dreams lack To tickle her, to tickle her with pleasing thoughts. But if thy eyes are open full, Then deign to view an honest gull That stands, that stands expecting still When that thy casement open will; And bless his eyes, and bless his eyes with one kind glance.
