English poem
The Morning Address
by Anonymous
Let beauty with the sun arise; To SHAKESPEARE tribute pay, With heavenly smiles and speaking eyes; Give grace and lustre to the day.
Each smile she gives protects his name; What face shall dare to frown? Not Envy's self can blast the fame, Which Beauty deigns to crown.
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