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LINES IN A LETTER TO HIS LADY COUSIN, HONOR DRIDEN by JOHN DRYDEN

Poet Analysis

First Line: FOR SINCE 'TWAS MINE, THE WHITE HATH LOST ITS HIEW
Last Line: WHOM YOU SO FARRE SHALL BLESS TO MAKE YOUR SEALE.
Subject(s): LATIN LITERATURE; LETTERS; VIRGINITY; ROMAN LITERATURE; VESTALS;
FOR since 'twas mine, the white hath lost its Hiew,
To show twas n'ere it selfe but whilst in you,
The virgin Waxe hath blush'd it selfe to red
Since it with mee hath lost its Maydenhead.
You, Fairest Nymph, are Waxe: Oh may you bee
As well in Softnesse as in Purity!
Till Fate and your own happy Choice reveale
Whom you so farre shall bless to make your Seale.



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