The poem celebrates the 1594 wedding of spenser and.

She said that if her cheeks were flowers, the moisture his breath left on them would make them grow better than any rain could.

But, for their virtue only is their show, they live unwooโ€™d, and unrespected fade;

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Webโ€˜song of myselfโ€™ by walt whitman.

I celebrate myself, and sing myself, and what i assume you shall assume, for every atom belonging to me as good belongs to.

Webwhen summerโ€™s breath their masked buds discloses:

That's able to breathe life into a stone, quicken a rock, and make you.

Sweet roses do not so;

Shall i compare thee to a summer's day?

Breathe life into a stone.

I have seen a medicine.

In my youthโ€™s summer i did sing of one, the wandering outlaw of his own dark mind;

These four lines appear in the sixth stanza of edmund spenser's epithalamion.

Since brass, nor stone, nor earth, nor boundless sea.

Webshe breathed in his breath, saying it smelled heavenly and felt delightful.

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Webwhereโ€™er the surge may sweep, the tempestโ€™s breath prevail.

Rough winds do shake the darling buds of may, and summer's lease hath all.

Thou art more lovely and more temperate:

My hasting days fly on with full career, but my late spring no.