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Thomas Wyatt says the lover compareth his state to a ship in perilous storm…

“The Lover Compareth his State to a Ship in Perilous Storm Tossed on the Sea My galley chargèd with forgetfulness Thorough sharp seas, in winter nights doth pass ‘Tween rock and rock; and eke mine enemy, alas, That is my … Continue reading

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