The yoke uneasy on the ox doth sit
Till by degrees his stubborn neck does bow.
So Love’s opposers do at last submit
And gladly drudge at the accustom’d plough.
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The yoke uneasy on the ox doth sit
Till by degrees his stubborn neck does bow.
So Love’s opposers do at last submit
And gladly drudge at the accustom’d plough.
“Do what I do: come from a family, have parents, have done things, shitty things, over and over and over.”
Garielle Lutz | “Mine”