Friday, The Toilette (Mary Wortley Montagu Poems)
LYDIA.Now twenty springs had cloth'd the Park with green,Since Lydia knew the blossom of fifteen;No lovers now her morning hours ...
LYDIA.Now twenty springs had cloth'd the Park with green,Since Lydia knew the blossom of fifteen;No lovers now her morning hours ...
Think not this paper comes with vain pretenseTo move your pity, or to mourn th'offense.Too well I know that hard ...
This happy pair a certain bliss might prove,Confin'd to constancy and mutual love:Heaven to one object limited their vows,The only ...
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