(1591-1674 / London / England)

The Bride-Cake

This day, my Julia, thou must make
For Mistress Bride the wedding-cake:
Knead but the dough, and it will be
To paste of almonds turn'd by thee;
Or kiss it thou but once or twice,
And for the bride-cake there'll be spice.

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Comments (5)

A lovely little snippet of a poem!
Beautiully done this is one of the few poems to do with weddings
A beautifully envisioned shor, sweet and meaningful song. Thanks for sharing it here.
What a wonderful poem this is!
Wedding -cake! With the muse of marriage. Thanks for sharing.