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Слушать(AI)Tell Me No More How Fair She Is
LL me no more how fair she is, I have no minde to hear The story of that distant bliss I never shall come near: By sad experience I have found That her perfection is my wound. And tell me not how fond I am To tempt a daring Fate, From whence no triumph ever came, But to repent too late:
There is some hope ere long I may In silence dote my self away. I ask no pity (Love) from thee, Nor will thy justice blame, So that thou wilt not envy me The glory of my flame: Which crowns my heart when ere it dyes, In that it falls her sacrifice.
Henry King
Henry King (1592 – 30 September 1669) was an English poet who served as Bishop of Chichester.
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