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Just Behind The Eyes

I count my joys and grief In one set My prayers flew not beneath Your hand not to let. As if to balance the scales. Sorrows not so melancholy I ponder at some desires All no part of some folly Sinking below beauty's mires As if to even it out. What sickness doth lie Just behind the eye.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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