Tipped, I'm It!

Its fashionable, tight enclosure of sense and sensibility became an emblem for the times.

AEMILIA LANYER

from The Description of Cooke-ham

Now let me come unto that stately tree,

Wherein such goodly prospects you did see;

That oak that did in height his fellows pass,

As much as lofty trees, low growing grass,

Much like a comely cedar straight and tall,

Whose beauteous stature far exceeded all.

How often did you visit this fair tree,

Which seeming joyful in receiving thee,

Would like a palm tree spread his arms abroad,

Desirous that you there should make abode;

Whose fair green leaves much like a comely veil,

Defended Phoebus when he would assail,

Whose pleasing boughs did yeild a cool fresh air

Joying his happiness when you were there.

The Making of a Poem: A Norton Anthology of Poetic Forms, Mark Strand and Eavan Boland on The Heroic Couplet: The History of the Form.

Kim @ The Upward Call has invited here readers to take part in a random book meme. I chose to take part.

HERE ARE THE RULES:

1. Grab the book closest to you.

2. Open to page 123; go down to the fourth sentence.

3. Post the text of the following three sentences.

4. Name the author and book title.

5. Tag three people to do the same.

Now that you know the rules, I guess all that's left to say is:

Tip! You're it!

Play along if you like. I'm not limiting it to three. If you want to play, please do. Let me know in the comments.