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Are lovers full of fire?
How comes it then my verses are so cold?
And how, when I am nigh her
And fit occasion wills me to be bold,
The more I burn, the more I do desire,
The less I dare require?
...Ah, love, this is thy wondrous art,
...To freeze the tongue and fire the heart.
Anonymous
How comes it then my verses are so cold?
And how, when I am nigh her
And fit occasion wills me to be bold,
The more I burn, the more I do desire,
The less I dare require?
...Ah, love, this is thy wondrous art,
...To freeze the tongue and fire the heart.
Anonymous
