Tho' I confesse, I have apply'd
Sweet mirth, and musick, and have try'd
A thousand other arts beside,
To drive thee from my darken'd breast,
Thou, who has banish'd all my rest.


Selected Poems of Anne Finch, Countess of Winchilsea (1979 edition), Frederick Ungar

Anne Finch Quotes

Tho' I confesse, I have apply'd Sweet mirth, and musick, and have try'd A thousand other arts beside, To drive thee from my darken'd breast, Thou,...

Tho' I confesse, I have apply'd Sweet mirth, and musick, and have try'd A thousand other arts beside, To drive thee from my darken'd breast, Thou,...

Tho' I confesse, I have apply'd Sweet mirth, and musick, and have try'd A thousand other arts beside, To drive thee from my darken'd breast, Thou,...

Tho' I confesse, I have apply'd Sweet mirth, and musick, and have try'd A thousand other arts beside, To drive thee from my darken'd breast, Thou,...