Love
The Canon
Love
WHen first the Canon from her gaping Throat
Against the Heaven her roaring Sulphur shot,
Jove wakened with the noise did aske with wonder,
What Mortall Wight had stolne from him his Thunder:
His christall Tow'rs he feared, but Fire and Aire
So high did stay the Ball from mounting there.
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MLA
Drummond, William, of Hawthornden. “The Canon.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/drummond/98/.
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Drummond, William, of Hawthornden. “The Canon.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/drummond/98/.
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