Venetian Epigrams CIII
And so, far from all joys, I trifled away My days and hours in the City of Neptune. All I found I seasoned with sweet Memory, And with Hope: the world’s loveliest savours.
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And so, far from all joys, I trifled away My days and hours in the City of Neptune. All I found I seasoned with sweet Memory, And with Hope: the world’s loveliest savours.
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