Edward Taylor

Sketchley / Leicestershire / England
Edward Taylor
Sketchley / Leicestershire / England
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Upon A Wasp Chilled With Cold

Rating: 3.1
The bear that breathes the northern blast
Did numb, torpedo-like, a wasp
Whose stiffened limbs encramped, lay bathing
In Sol's warm breath and shine as saving,
Which with her hands she chafes and stands
Rubbing her legs, shanks, thighs, and hands.
Her pretty toes, and fingers' ends
Nipped with this breath, she out extends
Unto the sun, in great desire
To warm her digits at that fire.
Doth hold her temples in this state
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*Trusting You* 11 November 2008
She fans her wing up to the wind I like that line. I like this poem. good job. *Purkey Girl*
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