In Other Words/From an Awningless Sanctum
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From an Awningless Sanctum
Dear Amaryllis (you mentioned in “Lycidas”), I’m no philanderer, truly I’m not,But in this office it’s sticky and viscid as Crab-apple jelly and ten times as hot.
Sternly forbidding, austere, puritanical, That is my nature, unardent, severe;Yet, though the bulk of my verse is mechanical. This, Amaryllis, is warmly sincere.
Dear Amaryllis, I hereby import with you: ’Ryllie, wo wohnst du, proverbial maid?Tell me, for, oh, I am anxious to sport with you, If, Amaryllis, you’ll furnish the shade,