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- THE
RAPE
OF
LVCRECE.
O hatefuUjVaporous, and foggy nighr,
Since thou art guilty of my curclefic crime :
Muftcr thy mifts to mecte the Eaflerne light,
Make war againfl proportion'd courfe ot time.
Or if thou wilt permit the Sunne to clime
His wonted height, yet ere he go to bed,
Knit poyfonou5 clouds abouc his golden head.
With rotten damps rauilh the morning aire,
Let their cxhald vnholdfome breaths make fickc
The Ufe of puritie, the fupremc fairc,
Er€ he arriue his wcarie noone-tidc prick c,
And let thy muftie vapours march Co thickc,
That in their fmoakierankesjhis finothrcd light
Mav fet at noone,and make perpetuall night.
V Verc T A R QJ I K night, as he is but nights child.
The filucrlliiningC^uccne he would diftaine;
Her twinckling handmaids to(by him dchj'd)
Through nights black bofom Ihuldnot peep again.
So fhould 1 haue copartners in my painc,
> Andfcllowfhip in woe doth woe affwagc,
• As Palmers chat makes (hort their pilgrimage.
Where
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