Thursday, January 1, 2004

Licia Sonnets 39 Comments

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Fair matchless nymph, respect but what I crave;
My thoughts are true, and honour is my love;
I fainting die whom yet a smile might save;
You gave the wound, and can the hurt remove.
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Giles Fletcher The Elder
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Giles Fletcher The Elder

Giles Fletcher The Elder

Watford, Hertfordshire
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