So when my toung would... «Amoretti and Epithalamion»
innashpitzberg7 декабря 2014So when my toung would speak her praises dew, it stopped is with thoughts astonishment: and when my pen would write her titles true, it rauisht is with fancies wonderment: Yet in my hart I then both speake and write, the wonder that my wit cannot endite.
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