Love
See, see, she wakes! Sabina wakes
From The Home Book of Verse, ed. B. E. Stevenson (1912)
Love
See, see, she wakes! Sabina wakes!
And now the sun begins to rise;
Less glorious is the morn that breaks
From his bright beams, than her fair eyes.
With light united, day they give;
But different fates ere night fulfil;
How many by his warmth will live!
How many will her coldness kill!
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MLA
Congreve, William. “See, see, she wakes! Sabina wakes.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/congreve/4/.
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Congreve, William. “See, see, she wakes! Sabina wakes.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/congreve/4/.
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