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ghizela rowe - john donne - the flea lyrics

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mark but this flea, and mark in this
how little that which thou deniest me is;
it sucked me first, and now sucks thee
and in this flea our two bloods mingled be;
thou know’st that this cannot be said
a sin, nor shame, nor loss of maidenhead
yet this enjoys before it woo
and pampered swells with one blood made of two
and this, alas, is more than we would do

oh stay, three lives in one flea spare
where we almost, nay more than married are
this flea is you and i, and this
our marriage bed, and marriage temple is;
though parents grudge, and you, w’are met
and cloistered in these living walls of jet
though use make you apt to k!ll me
let not to that, self+murder added be
and sacrilege, three sins in k!lling three

cruel and sudden, hast thou since
purpled thy nail, in blood of innocence?
wherein could this flea guilty be
except in that drop which it sucked from thee?
yet thou triumph’st, and say’st that thou
find’st not thy self, nor me the weaker now;
’tis true; then learn how false, fears be:
just so much honor, when thou yield’st to me
will waste, as this flea’s death took life from thee

- ghizela rowe lyrics

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