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THE CURE by ABRAHAM COWLEY

Poet Analysis

First Line: COME, DOCTOR, USE THY ROUGHEST ART
Last Line: THAT I SHOULD HOPE 'TWOULD ALMOST QUENCH MY FIRE.
Subject(s): PHYSICIANS; DOCTORS;
1.

COme, Doctor, use thy roughest art,
Thou canst not cruell prove;
Cut, burne, and torture every Part,
To heal me of my Love.

2.

There is no danger, if the pain
Should me to 'a Feaver bring;
Compar'd with Heats I now sustain,
A Fevour is so Cool a thing,
(Like drink which feaverish men desire)
That I should hope 'twould almost quench my Fire.



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