Lucrece (Quarto, 1594)
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THE RAPE OF LVCRECE.
¶Thus ebs and flowes the currant of her sorrow,
1570And time doth wearie time with her complayning,
¶Shee looks for night, & then shee longs for morrow,
¶And both shee thinks too long with her remayning.
¶Being from the feeling of her own griefe brought,
¶_To thinke their dolour others haue endured.
¶Brings home his Lord and other companie,
¶And round about her teare-distained eye
¶Blew circles stream'd, like Rain-bows in the skie.
VVhich
