I HAVE done one braver thing
Than all the Worthies did;
And yet a braver thence doth spring,
Which is, to keep that hid.
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Unfulfilled to Observation — |
Unit, like Death, for Whom? |
Father of all! In every age, |
'T was such a little, little boat |
Make me no vows of constancy, dear friend, |
Until the Desert knows |
Unto a broken heart |
Unto like Story — Trouble has enticed me — |
Unworthy of her Breast |