Monday, February 9, 2015

A Fly About A Glasse Of Burnt Claret

A Fly About A Glasse Of Burnt Claret

A Fly About A Glasse Of Burnt Claret

I.Forbear this liquid fire, Fly,It is more fatal then the dry,That singly, but embracing, wounds;And this at once both burns and drowns....

Poems

Richard Lovelace

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