
the apparition - anthony quayle lyrics
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when by thy scorn, o murd’ress, i am dead
and that thou think’st thee free
from all solicitation from me
then shall my ghost come to thy bed
and thee, feign’d vestal, in worse arms shall see;
then thy sick taper will begin to wink
and he, whose thou art then, being tir’d before
will, if thou stir, or pinch to wake him, think
thou call’st for more
and in false sleep will from thee shrink;
and then, poor aspen wretch, neglected thou
bath’d in a cold quicksilver sweat wilt lie
a verier ghost than i
what i will say, i will not tell thee now
lest that preserve thee; and since my love is spent
i’had rather thou shouldst painfully repent
than by my threat’nings rest still innocent
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