previous next

174

(1212)
This plot of death when sadly she had laid, (1213)

And wiped the brinish pearl from her bright eyes, (1214)

With untuned tongue she hoarsely calls her maid, (1215)

Whose swift obedience to her mistress hies; (1216)

For fleet-wing'd duty with thought's feathers flies.
(1217)
Poor Lucrece' cheeks unto her maid seem so (1218)

As winter meads when sun doth melt their snow.

Creative Commons License
This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 3.0 United States License.

An XML version of this text is available for download, with the additional restriction that you offer Perseus any modifications you make. Perseus provides credit for all accepted changes, storing new additions in a versioning system.

hide Display Preferences
Greek Display:
Arabic Display:
View by Default:
Browse Bar: