More quotes by Nicholas Rowe
Is she not more than painting can express,
Or youthful poets fancy when they love?
As if Misfortune made the throne her seat,
And none could be unhappy but the great.
Your bounty is beyond my speaking;
But though my mouth be dumb, my heart shall thank you.
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