Poems, and phancies written By the Thrice Noble, Illustrious, And Excellent Princess The Lady Marchioness of Newcastle [i.e. Margaret Cavendish]. The Second Impression, much Altered and Corrected |
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Of the Rays of the Sun.
The Rays are not so hot as is the Sun,Because they do more loose and scatter'd run:
For when within a Glass those Beams unite,
They peirce, & sharp through every thing do bite ;
But being separate, they weaker grow,
And then like Cowards several ways do go.
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