When Cupid read this title, straight he said,
'Wars, I perceive, against me will be made.'
But spare, oh Love! to tax thy poet so,
Who oft bath borne thy ensign 'gainst thy foe;
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I have gone through a few lines. It requires me days together to grasp different dimensions of the poem.
Such a long piece of poetry. Well things could have been organised in different parts or sections taking the central theme into consideration
A wonderful creation nicely embellished with poetic rhyme and rhythm
Sounds great