XXXI.
Whither away so fast? For sure the sluttish earth Your sweetnes cannot tast, Nor does the dust deserve your birth. Sweet, whither hast you then? O say 185 Why you trip so fast away?
Whither away so fast? For sure the sluttish earth Your sweetnes cannot tast, Nor does the dust deserve your birth. Sweet, whither hast you then? O say 185 Why you trip so fast away?