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George Etherege · Barroco

To a Lady, asking him how long he would Love her

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html.skin-theme-clientpref-night @media(prefers-color-scheme:dark){html.skin-theme-clientpref-os }It is not, Celia, in our power
To say how long our Love will last,
It may be we within this Hour
May lose those Joys we now do taste:
The Blessed, that Immortal be,
From Change in Love are only free.
Then, since we Mortal Lovers are,
Ask not how long our Love will last;
But while it does, let us take care
Each Minute be with Pleasure past;
Were it not madness to deny
To Live, because w'are sure to Die.

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George Etherege
Título
To a Lady, asking him how long he would Love her
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inglés
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Barroco
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La Biblioteca
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George Etherege, «To a Lady, asking him how long he would Love her», Poetósfera, poetosfera.com/p/ws-en-to-a-lady-asking-him-how-long-he-would-love-her--george-etherege-90bea4.html

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