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Friday, September 20, 2013

A Lover's Complaint

FROM off a hill whose concave womb reworded A plaintful story from a sistering vale, My spirits to attend this double range accorded, And down I laid to list the sad-tuned tale; Ere huge espied a fickle maid full pale, Tearing of papers, faulting peal a-twain, Storming her world with sorrows wind and rain. Upon her head a platted stack outdoor(a) of straw, Which fortified her visage from the sun, Whereon the thought might think erstwhile(prenominal) it see The carcass of beauty spent and d one and only(a): eon had non scythed wholly that youth begun, Nor youth all quit; but, venom of heavens fell rage, whatever beauty peepd through lattice of seard age. much did she heave her napkin to her eyne, Which on it had conceited characters, Laundering the satiny figures in the brine That seasond woe had pelleted in tears, And often drill what content it bears; As often shrieking undistinguishd woe, In clamours of all size, both high and low. Som etimes her levelld eyes their carriage ride, As they did outpouring to the spheres intend; Sometime diverted their poor balls argon tied To the orbed commonwealth; sometimes they do extend Their insure right on; anon their gazes lend To every level at once, and, nowhere fixd, The mind and circle distractedly commixd.
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Her hair, nor dead nor tied in formal plat, Proclaimd in her a sloppy hand of pride For some, untuckd, descended her sheaved hat, Hanging her pale and pined cheekiness beside; Some in her threaden fillet still did bide, And true to manacles would not intercept from thence, Though slackly braided in loose negligence. A thousand favours from a maund sh e drew Of amber, crystal, and of beaded jet! , Which one by one she in a river threw, Upon whose weeping margent she was set up; Like usury, applying wet to wet, Or monarchs hands that let not bounty fall Where fate cries some, but where excess begs all. Of folded schedules had she many a one, Which she perused, sighd, tore, and gave the flood; Crackd many a ring of posied...If you want to make up a full essay, order it on our website: OrderEssay.net

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