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by Aphrah Behn A thousand Martyrs have I made, All sacrific’d to my desire; A thousand Beauties have betray’d, That language in resistless Fire. The untarri’d Heart to hand I brought, And fixt the wild and wandring Thought. I never vow’d nor sigh’d in vain But both, thô false, were well receiv’d. The Fair areContinue reading “A Thousand Martyrs Have I Made”