Versos English Algernon Charles Swinburne Primus Miles

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Primus Miles

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Sir, note this that I will say; That Lord who maketh corn with hay And morrows each of yesterday, He hath you in his hand,

SECUNDUS MILES (Paganus quidam)

By Satan I hold no such thing; For if wine swell within a king Whose ears for drink are hot and ring, The same shall dream of wine-bibbing Whilst he can lie or stand.