On the Death of the late Earl of Rochester (Aphra Behn Poems)
Mourn, Mourn, ye Muses, all your loss deplore, The Young, the Noble Strephon is no more. Yes, yes, he fled ...
Mourn, Mourn, ye Muses, all your loss deplore, The Young, the Noble Strephon is no more. Yes, yes, he fled ...
How, to thy Sacred Memory, shall I bring (Worthy thy Fame) a grateful Offering? I, who by Toils of Sickness, ...
Who made love to me,Imagin'd more than woman. Fair lovely Maid, or if that Title beToo weak, too Feminine for ...
Amyntas led me to a Grove,Where all the Trees did shade us;The Sun it self, though it had Strove,It could ...
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