Living
The Resolution.
Living
THe Devil take those foolish men,
Who gave you first such pow'rs;
We stood on even grounds till then;
If any odds, Creation made it ours.
For shame let these weak chains be broke;
Let's our slight bonds, like Sampson, tear;
And nobly cast away that yoke,
Which we nor our Forefathers ere could bear.
French Laws forbid the female Raign;
Yet Love does them to slavery draw,
Alas, if wee'll our rights maintain,
'Tis all Mankind must make a Salique Law.
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MLA
Cowley, Abraham. “The Resolution.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/cowley/65/.
Chicago
Cowley, Abraham. “The Resolution.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/cowley/65/.
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