Quote#Heart
Whoe’er she be
Quote byRichard Crashaw · 1612–1649
Commonly attributed — not confirmed in an authoritative edition. Cited on Wikiquote to: Wishes for the Supposed Mistress.
English (original)
Whoe’er she be, That not impossible she, That shall command my heart and me.
— Richard Crashaw
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