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John Donne - Holy Sonnet XVIII: Show me, dear Christ, thy Spouse, so bright and clearJohn Donne - Holy Sonnet XVIII: Show me, dear Christ, thy Spouse, so bright and clear
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Show me, dear Christ, thy Spouse, so bright and clear. What! is it She, which on the other shore Goes richly painted? or which, robbed and tore, Laments and mourns in Germany and here? Sleeps she a thousand, then peeps up one year? Is she self-truth and errs? now new, now outwore? Doth she, and did she, and shall she evermore On one, on seven, or on no hill appear? Dwells she with us, or like adventuring knights First travail we to seek and then make love? Betray, kind husband, thy spouse to our sights, And let mine amorous soul court thy mild dove, Who is most true and pleasing to thee then When she`s embraced and open to most men.
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