Lethe

Yea , Lethe current durst I ford with thee;
For, though it washed all memory away
Of what we are and were, seeing each other,
We should but rush together open-armed,
Doubly imparadised in our love's renewal.
As health from sleep, so should our wedded love
From Lethe rise new-born to ardor new.
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