In Mine One Monument I Lye, di Richard Lovelace

Richard Lovelace

In Mine One Monument I Lye

In mine one monument I lye,

And in my self am buried;

Sure, the quick lightning of her eye

Melted my soul ith’ scabberd dead;

And now like some pale ghost I walk,

And with another’s spirit talk.

II.

Nor can her beams a heat convey,

That may my frozen bosome warm,

Unless her smiles have pow’r, as they,

That a cross charm can countercharm.

But this is such a pleasing pain,

I’m loth to be alive again.

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In Mine One Monument I Lye

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