by Henry Vaughan (1622 - 1695)
O let no star compare with thee
Language: English
Some kinde herbs here, though low and far, Watch for and know their loving star, O let no star compare with thee, Nor any herb out-duty me. So shall my nights and mornings be Thy time to shine and mine to see.
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- by Henry Vaughan (1622 - 1695) [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]
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