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Upon Brock. Epig

Robert Herrick

To cleanse his eyes, Tom Brock makes much ado,
But not his mouth, the fouler of the two.
A clammy rheum makes loathsome both his eyes:
His mouth, worse furr'd with oaths and blasphemies.

(C) Robert Herrick
03/11/2020


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