To Louise, With A Venetian Glass Poem by Richard Crawley

To Louise, With A Venetian Glass



Mirror, unto England fly,
Seek Louise, and say that I
Sent you to her that you might
Tell her, standing in her sight,
First at morn and last at night,
That my heart a virtue has,
Other, greater than your glass ;
For upon it, though afar,
Imaged too the absent are.

Wednesday, October 29, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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