The Phanseys of William Cavendish Marquis of Newcastle addressed to Margaret Lucas and her Letters in reply: Edited by Douglas Grant |
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Love's Dieing Lethergie
When you'r displeas'd, my Body's all within
As if benuminge Campher taken in;
Or Else blood chillinge Hemblock I had ta'en,
Melancholy Night Shade, or liver's bane;
Or in dull Lethe my Eye lids did steepe,
Or colder Opium lul'd them fast asleepe;
As if my Unstrung Nerves by Lettice fedd,
And moist Emultions Vapor'd to my head;
As Moone wort, or as adder's tonge, did rayne
Their poyson'd Vapors on my Unmov'd brayne.
Thus in Love's Lethergie I lie, as dead;
The Niter'd grownd my Pillow and my Bed;
From my sad Eyes a Sea of teares doe flow,
Conjeal'd to Ice, but first was turn'd to Snow.
If your least frowne such power hath, oh, then
Give but a smile, and I shall live againe.
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