Friday, January 3, 2003

Sonnet Xv: Now, Round My Favour'D Grot Comments

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Now, round my favor'd grot let roses rise,
To strew the bank where Phaon wakes from rest;
O! happy buds! to kiss his burning breast,
And die, beneath the lustre of his eyes!
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Mary Darby Robinson
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