Poems by Aphra Behn
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Love Armed
... Whilst Bleeding Hearts around him flowed, ...
Song
... And ’finest the gross delights of sense: ...
from To Alexis In Answer to His Poem Against Fruition
... For whom we spread our fruitless snares, ...
Love Arm'd
... Whilst bleeding Hearts around him flow'd, ...
The Libertine
... But both, tho' false, were well received ...
Song (Love)
... And fine'st the gross Delights of Sense ...
A Thousand Martyrs I Have Made
... But both, thô false, were well receiv'd ...
Epitaph on the Tombstone of a Child
... Which now each List'ning Angel smiling hears, ...
To the Fair Clarinda
... For who, that gathers fairest Flowers believes ...
Song: Cease, cease, Aminta, to complain
... Those charms, fond maid, that vanquishd thee, &emsp ...
On the Death of E. Waller, Esq.
... Hafl, wondrous Bard, whose Heav'n-born Genius first ...
Song from Abdelazar
... ng hearts around him flow'd,For whom fresh pains he did create, And strange tyrannic power he shew'd ...
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