A Little Treasury of Love Poems, from Chaucer to Dylan Thomas |
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If you were queen of pleasure , And I were king of pain , We'd hunt down love together , Pluck out his flying feather , And teach his feet a measure , And find his mouth a rein ; If you were queen of pleasure , And I were king of pain .
If you were queen of pleasure , And I were king of pain , We'd hunt down love together , Pluck out his flying feather , And teach his feet a measure , And find his mouth a rein ; If you were queen of pleasure , And I were king of pain .
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Then , since we mortal lovers are , Ask not how long our love will last ; But while it does , let us take care Each minute be with pleasure passed : Were it not madness to deny To live because we're sure to die ?
Then , since we mortal lovers are , Ask not how long our love will last ; But while it does , let us take care Each minute be with pleasure passed : Were it not madness to deny To live because we're sure to die ?
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We loved , and we loved , as long as we could , Till our love was loved out in us both ; But our marriage is dead when the pleasure is fled ; ' Twas pleasure first made it an oath . If I have pleasures for a friend And further love 396 ...
We loved , and we loved , as long as we could , Till our love was loved out in us both ; But our marriage is dead when the pleasure is fled ; ' Twas pleasure first made it an oath . If I have pleasures for a friend And further love 396 ...
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Contents
SONG | 7 |
GO LOVELY ROSE Edmund Waller | 8 |
THE NIGHT HAS A THOUSAND EYES F W Bourdillon | 14 |
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