PoetryVicesimus Knox S. Walker, 1825 - Literature |
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... fire with snow , As seek to quench the fire of love with words . Luc . I do not seek to quench your love's But qualify the fire's extreme rage , [ hot fire ; Lest it should burn above the bounds of reason . Jul . The more thou damm'st ...
... fire with snow , As seek to quench the fire of love with words . Luc . I do not seek to quench your love's But qualify the fire's extreme rage , [ hot fire ; Lest it should burn above the bounds of reason . Jul . The more thou damm'st ...
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... fire ! spout , rain ! But yet thou art my flesh , my blood , my Nor rain , wind , thunder , fire , are my daughters : daughter , Or , rather , a disease that's in my flesh , Which I must needs call mine ; thou art a bile , A plague ...
... fire ! spout , rain ! But yet thou art my flesh , my blood , my Nor rain , wind , thunder , fire , are my daughters : daughter , Or , rather , a disease that's in my flesh , Which I must needs call mine ; thou art a bile , A plague ...
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... fire decline , With morn to rise in lovelier charms array'd . Thus , from Arabia borne , on golden wings , The phoenix on the sun's bright altar dies ; But from his flaming bed , refulgent , springs , And cleaves , with bolder plume ...
... fire decline , With morn to rise in lovelier charms array'd . Thus , from Arabia borne , on golden wings , The phoenix on the sun's bright altar dies ; But from his flaming bed , refulgent , springs , And cleaves , with bolder plume ...
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