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An Apparition |
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When by thy scorne o Murdresse I am dead |
And that thou thinkst thee farr |
ffrom all sollicitations by mee |
Then shall my Ghost come to thy bedd |
And thee (fond virgin)* in worse armes shall see |
Then thy sick Taper will beginn to winke |
And hee, whose thou art then, beeing tyr'd before |
Will if thou stirr or pinch, to wake him, thinke |
Thou callst for more |
And in a false sleepe from thee shrink |
And then poore Aspen wretch, neglected thou |
Bathd in a cold quicksiluer sweate wilt lye |
A veryer Ghost then I. |
What I will say I will not tell thee now |
Least that preserue thee, and since my loue is spent |
I had rather thou shouldst paynefully repent |
Then by my threatnings keepe thee innocent |
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[Transcriptions are not provided for noncanonical poems, elegies on Donne by other authors, or prose compositions.] |