John Wilmot - Portsmouth's Looking Glass

PoemHunter.com 2014-11-07

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Methinks I see you, newly risen
From your embroider'd Bed and pissing,
With studied mien and much grimace,
Present yourself before your glass,
To vanish and smooth o'er those graces,
You rubb'd off in your Night Embraces.

John Wilmot

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