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William Drummond (Уильям Драммонд)


Stolen Pleasure


My sweet did sweetly sleep,
And on her rosy face
Stood tears of pearl, which beauty’s self did weep;
I, wond’ring at her grace,
Did all amaz’d remain,
When Love said, “Fool, can looks thy wishes crown?
Time past comes not again.”
Then did I me bow down,
And kissing her fair breast, lips, cheeks, and eyes
Prov’d here on earth the joys of paradise. 



William Drummond's other poems:
  1. Madrigal
  2. Who Hath Not Seen into Her Saffron Bed
  3. Ora
  4. How That Vast Heaven Intitled First Is Roll'd
  5. Sonnet on Hawthornden


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