From Venus and Adonis Forc’d to content, but never to obey, Panting he lies and breatheth in her face; She feedeth on the steam as on a prey, And calls it heavenly moisture, air of grace; Wishing her cheeks were gardens full of flowers, So they were dew’d with such distilling showers. Look! how a … Continue reading »
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