Come, Jenny, Let Me Sip The Dew, Poem by Thomas Gent
Come, Jenny, Let Me Sip The Dew,
Come, Jenny, let me sip the dew,
That on those coral lips doth play,
One kiss would every care subdue,
And bid my weary soul be gay.
For surely, thou wert form'd by love
To bless the suffrer's parting sigh;
In pity then, my griefs remove,
And on that bosom let me die!
Monday, September 20, 2010
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