Friday, October 30, 2015

Amoretti XXX: My Love Is Like To Ice, And I To Fire Comments

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My Love is like to ice, and I to fire:
How comes it then that this her cold so great
Is not dissolved through my so hot desire,
But harder grows the more I her entreat?
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Edmund Spenser
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