You can find my explanation of uncoupled couplets here. Pope: On her white breast a sparkling cross she wore ...Removable, the Tattoo Artist swore. Herrick: A sweet disorder in the dress ...From sleeping in it, I confess.
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"for 'twere absurd to think that nature in the earth bred gold, perfect in the instant;
there must be remote matter." - Ben Jonson
"I don't know what the question is, but art is the answer." - Guy Conner