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Poem by Thomas Urquhart
Epigrams. The First Booke. № 27. Of Lust, and Anger
LUst taking pleasure in its owne delite,
Communicats it selfe to two togither:
But far more base is anger, whose despite
Rejoyceth at the sorrow of another;
For th'one is kindly, th'other sows debate;
Lust hath a smack of love: but wrath of hate.
Thomas Urquhart
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