We two are last in hell; what may we fear
To be tormented or kept pris'ners here I
Alas! if kissing be of plagues the worst,
We'll wish in hell we had been last and first.
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Read not to contradict and confute, not to believe and take for granted, not to find talk and discourse, but to weigh and consider.
by Patience Worth
Oh, that my words become sylvan! Yea, shadowed
A retreat from the glamour of the day.
Make them stream of sunlight, but gently,
Piercesomely; filtering through the gloom,