To Electra (More white than whitest lilies far)

More white than whitest lilies far,Or snow, or whitest swans you are:More white than are the whitest creams,Or moonlight tinselling the streams:More white than pearls, or Juno's thigh,Or Pelops' arm of ivory.True, I confess, such whites as theseMay me delight, not fully please;Till like Ixion's cloud you beWhite, warm, and soft to lie with me.