Bathing In The River (Abraham Cowley Poems)
The fish around her crowded, as they doTo the false light that treacherous fisher shew,And all with as much ease ...
The fish around her crowded, as they doTo the false light that treacherous fisher shew,And all with as much ease ...
No; to what purpose should I speak? No, wretched heart! swell till you break. She cannot ...
Beneath this gloomy shade,By Nature only for my sorrows made,I'll spend this voyce in crys,In tears I'll waste these eyesBy ...
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