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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=408513" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To my Sister Anne King, who chid me in verse for being angry</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dear Nan, I would not have thy counsel lost, <br>Though I last night had twice so much been crost; <br>Well is a Passion to the Market brought, <br>When such a treasure of advice is bought <br>With so much dross. And could'st thou me assure, <br>Each vice of mine should meet with such a cure, <br>I would sin oft, and on my guilty brow <br>Wear every misperfection that I ow, <br>Open and visible; I should not hide <br>But bring my faults abroad: to hear thee chide <br>In such a Note, and with a Quill so sage, <br>It Passion tunes, and calmes a Tempests rage. <br>Well I am charm'd, and promise to redress <br>What, without shrift, my follies doe confess <br>Against my self: wherefore let me intreat, <br>When I fly out in that distemper'd heat <br>Which frets me into fasts, thou wilt reprove <br>That froward spleen in Poetry and Love: <br>So though I lose my reason in such fits, <br>Thoul't rime me back again into my wits.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Henry+King">Henry King</a><div class=q>
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Though I last night had twice so much been crost; 
Well is a Passion to the Market brought, 
When such a treasure of advice is bought 
With so much dross. And could'st thou me assure, 
Each vice of min..."></div>
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