Monday, January 13, 2003

Elegy Xviii: Love's Progress Comments

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Who ever loves, if he do not propose
The right true end of love, he's one that goes
To sea for nothing but to make him sick.
Love is a bear-whelp born: if we o'erlick
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John Donne

John Donne

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