William Turner
1775 - 1851
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The literary work
Poems
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Poemca. 1799Source: Tate Gallery
[D40772]Love is like the [?raging Ocean][?Wind] that sway. its troubled motionWomans temper ever bubblingMan the early bark which sailingin the unblest treacherous SeaWhen Cares like Waves in fell [?succession]Frown destruction oer his daysOrwelming [sic] . . [?crews] in [?traitrous]Thus [?thru] life we surely tread[?Recrant] poor or [?vainly] wise.[?Unheed] bears [seeks inserted above] the bubble Pleasurewhich. Bursts in his [?Grasp] or flies. |