Alexander Brome

(1620-1666 / England)

Courtship

My Lesbia, let us live and love,
Let crabbed Age talk what it will.
The sun when down, returns above,
But we, once dead, must be so still.

Kiss me a thousand times, and then
Give me a hundred kisses more,
Now kiss a thousand times again,
Then t'other hundred as before.

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