Come, Madam, come, all rest my powers defy,
Until I labour, I in labour lie.
The foe oft-times having the foe in sight,
Is tired with standing though they never fight.
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Whew! Gettin' warm in here! Love this and love how long ago it was written. I LOVE Poem Hunter!