The sun had long since in the lap
Of Thetis taken out his nap,
And, like a lobster boil’d, the morn
From black to red began to turn.
samuel butler
hudibras. part ii. canto ii. line 29
morning mist
The sun had long since in the lap
Of Thetis taken out his nap,
And, like a lobster boil’d, the morn
From black to red began to turn.
samuel butler
hudibras. part ii. canto ii. line 29
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