How rich and pleasing thou, my Julia, art, <br />In each thy dainty and peculiar part! <br />First, for thy Queen-ship on thy head is set <br />Of flowers a sweet commingled coronet; <br />About thy neck a carkanet is bound, <br />Made of the Ruby, Pearl, and Diamond; <br />A golden ring, that shines upon thy thumb; <br />About thy wrist the rich Dardanium; <br />Between thy breasts, than down of swans more white, <br />There plays the Sapphire with the Chrysolite. <br />No part besides must of thyself be known, <br />But by the Topaz, Opal, Calcedon.<br /><br />Robert Herrick<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/to-julia/
