Tixall Poetry/A Glasse Window Broken

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A Glasse Window Broken.

 The window of thyn eyes, my deare, Will shatter too, if death peep there; Nay, who'l asure them to outlast Diseases stroke, or ages blast?Oh, shut them now, and kindly rescue me,And see how much tis safer not to see.
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