Yet, for I threatned oft the siege to raise, Not simpring all mine age, Thou often didst with Academick praise Melt and dissolve my rage. I took thy sweetened pill, till I came neare; I could not go away, nor persevere.
The Temple George Herbert, The Works of George Herbert (London: George Routledge & Co., 1854), 41.
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