"Dispread" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... desire. To please me, what fair terms and sweet words has she! Great gods! what kisses, and how many ga'[332] she! Thou also that late took'st mine eyes away, Oft cozen[333] me, oft, being wooed, say nay; 20 And on thy threshold let me lie dispread, Suff'ring much cold by hoary night's frost bred. So shall my love continue many years; This doth delight me, this my courage cheers. Fat love, and too much fulsome, me annoys, Even as sweet meat a glutted stomach cloys. In brazen tower had not Danaee dwelt, A mother's joy ...
— The Works of Christopher Marlowe, Vol. 3 (of 3) • Christopher Marlowe |
