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Poems drunk and drowsy

Golding, Louis

Poems drunk and drowsy

by Golding, Louis

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Published by Centaur Press in London .
Written in English


Edition Notes

Limited ed. of 25 numbered copies signed by the author.

Statementillustration by Hugh Easton.
SeriesCentaur booklet: number four
ID Numbers
Open LibraryOL19868585M

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MY heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk: 'Tis not through envy of thy happy lot, 5 But being too happy in thine happiness, That thou, light-wingèd Dryad of the trees.

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That thou, light-winged Dryad of the trees, In some melodious plot. And the third hour of drowsy morning name. Proud of their numbers, and secure in soul, The confident and over-lusty French Do the low-rated English play at dice; And chide the cripple tardy-gaited Night, Who, like a foul and ugly witch, doth limp So tediously away.

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