“Remorse, the fatal egg by pleasure laid, In every bosom where her nest is made, Hatched by the beams of truth, denies him rest, And proves a raging scorpion in his breast.”
Quote by William Cowper
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The poetical works of William Cowper, ed: with notes and biographical introd. by William Benham
This book presents a curated selection of poems written by the poet William Cowper, accompanied by editorial notes and a detailed biographical overview provided by William Benham. more
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