Here you will find the Poem Cherry-lipped Adonis... of poet Richard Barnfield
Cherry-lipped Adonis in his snowy shape, Might not compare with his pure ivory white, On whose fair front a poet's pen might write, Whose rosiate red excels the crimson grape. His love-enticing delicate soft limbs, Are rarely framed t' intrap poor gazing eyes; His cheeks, the lily and carnation dyes, With lovely tincture which Apollo's dims. His lips ripe strawberries in nectar wet, His mouth a hive, his tongue a honeycomb, Where muses (like bees) make their mansion. His teeth pure pearl in blushing coral set. Oh how can such a body sin-procuring, Be slow to love, and quick to hate, enduring?