A Humble Entreaty
I DO not ask to have my fill
Of wine, or love, or fame.
I do not, for a little ill,
Against the gods exclaim.
One boon of Fortune I implore,
With one petition kneel:
At least caress me not before
Thou break me on thy wheel.
Of wine, or love, or fame.
I do not, for a little ill,
Against the gods exclaim.
One boon of Fortune I implore,
With one petition kneel:
At least caress me not before
Thou break me on thy wheel.
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