J. C. Squire, ed. A Book of Women’s Verse. 1921.
By Laetitia Pilkington (17121750)Written on her Death-Bed
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I bow to thy correcting rod;
Nor will I murmur or complain,
Tho’ every limb be fill’d with pain;
Tho’ my weak tongue its aid denies;
And daylight wounds my wretched eyes.