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Poems

by Thomas Stanley
 

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Song.

[VVhen I lie burning in thine eye]

VVhen I lie burning in thine eye,
Or freezing in thy brest,
What Martyrs, in wish'd flames that die,
Are half so pleas'd or blest?
When thy soft accents, through mine ear
Into my soul do fly,
What Angel would not quit his sphear,
To hear such harmony?
Or when the kisse thou gav'st me last
My soul stole in its breath,
What life would sooner be embrac'd
Then so desir'd a death?

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Then think no freedom I desire,
Or would my fetters leave,
Since Phenix-like I from this fire
Both life and youth receave.