Love
The Health
From New Poems (1690)
Love
Adieu to Virginity,
That silly strange nothing, that Maids are so fond of,
Room, Room, for the Bridegroom, he,
All Beauty's dear Trophies has now the command of:
Banish all thoughts of resty Diana,
Crown the full Bowl, a Health to Lucina.
Who ere the Year be run,
Gives the fair Bride a Son,
Able, able, to pledge his own.
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MLA
D'Urfey, Thomas. “The Health.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/durfey/12/.
Chicago
D'Urfey, Thomas. “The Health.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/durfey/12/.
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