To a lady whom he saw for some moments at Vauxhall. Time’s sea hath been five years at its low ebb, Long hours have to and fro let creep the sand, Since I was tangled in thy beauty’s web, And snared by the ungloving of thine hand. And yet I never look on midnight sky, …
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