Postgraduate researcher in The School of Pharmacy at The University of Nottingham.
Vices include épée, wine, opera and Evensong.
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Lady, when I behold the roses sprouting,
Which clad in damask mantles deck the arbours,
And then behold your lips, where sweet love harbours,
My eyes present me with a double doubting.
For, viewing both alike, hardly my mind supposes
Whether the roses be your lips, or your lips the roses.
— John Wilbye (1575-1638)
(Source: allpoetry.com)
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