A messenger of Hope, comes every night to me
And offers, for short life, eternal Liberty.
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A messenger of Hope, comes every night to me
And offers, for short life, eternal Liberty.
“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.”
Philip Ayres | “Fair and Softly”