Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, THE CURE, by ABRAHAM COWLEY



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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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