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- THE RAPE O F L V C R E C L
poore broken glaffc, I often did behold
•In thy {\vcct fcmblancc, my old age new borne,
But now that faire fit iL mirror dim and old
Shew cs mc a bare bon'd death by time out-wornc,
O from thy chcekes my image thou haft tome,
And lliiucrd all the beautic ofmy glaHe,
That I no more can fee what once I was,
O
time
ceafe
thou thy
courfe
and
laft
no
longer,
If
they
furccafe
to
be
that
fhould
furuiue
:
•
•
Shall
rotten
death
make
conqueft
of
the
ftronger,
And
leaue
the
foultring feeble foules aliue?
,
The
old
Bees
di^,
the
young
pofleffe
their
hiuc,
Then
liuc
fwect
L v
c
r
e
c
E^liue
againc and
fee
Thy
father die,
and
not
thy
father
thee.
By this ftarts Colatine as from a dreame,
And bids Lvcrecivs giuc his forrow place,
And than in key-cold L v c a e c e bleedingftrcamc
He fals, and bathes the pale feare in his face.
And countcrfaitstodie with hera fpacc.
•Till manly (liame bids him poffeffe his breath,
And Hue to be reuenged on her death.M
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11. 1758 — 1778
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