Les Amours de Cassandre: XCIV
Whether her golden hair curls languidly,
Or whether it swims by, in two flowing waves
That over her wander there, and stray,
And across her neck float playfully:
Whether a knot, ornamented richly,
With many a ruby, many a rounded pearl,
Ties the stream of her rippling curls,
My heart delights itself, contentedly.
Whether her golden hair curls languidly,
Or whether it swims by, in two flowing waves
That over her wander there, and stray,
And across her neck float playfully:
Whether a knot, ornamented richly,
With many a ruby, many a rounded pearl,
Ties the stream of her rippling curls,
My heart delights itself, contentedly.
Ronsard
