To Bacchus: A Canticle
Whither dost thou hurry me, Bacchus, being full of thee? This way, that way, that way, this, Here and there a fresh Love is; That doth like me, this doth please; Thus a thousand mistresses I have now: yet I alone, Having all, enjoy not one!
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