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EPIGRAM: 18. THE ENEMY OF LIFE by THOMAS WYATT

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First Line: THE ENEMY OF LIFE, DECAYER OF ALL KIND
Last Line: AND DROVE THE FIRST DART DEEPER MORE AND MORE.
Subject(s): DEATH; ENEMIES; LIFE; LOVE; DEAD, THE;
The enemy of life, decayer of all kind,
That with his cold withers away the green,
This other night me in my bed did find,
And offered me to rid my fever clean;
And I did grant, so did despair me blind.
He drew his bow with arrow sharp and keen,
And struck the place where love had hit before,
And drove the first dart deeper more and more.



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