More white then whitest Lilies far,
Or snow, or whitest Swans you are:
More white then are the whitest Creames,
Or Moone-light Tinselling the streames:
More white then Pearls, or Juno's thigh;
Or Penlop's Arme of Yvorie.
True, I confesse; such Whites as these
May me delight, not fully please:
Till, like Ixion's cloud you be
White, warme, and soft to lye with me.