John Dryden (1631–1700). The Poems of John Dryden. 1913.
Translations of Latin Hymns and Minor MiscellaniesLines in a Letter to his Lady Cousin, Honor Driden
Who Had Given Him a Silver Inkstand, with a Set of Writing Materials, 1655
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To show twas n’ere it selfe but whilst in you,
The virgin Waxe hath blush’d it selfe to red
Since it with mee hath lost its Maydenhead.
You, Fairest Nymph, are Waxe: Oh may you bee
As well in Softnesse as in Purity!
Till Fate and your own happy Choice reveale
Whom you so farre shall bless to make your Seale.