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Locrine: a tragedy by Algernon Charles Swinburne
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Why this of all days yet in summer's sight?

SABRINA.

My birthday!

ESTRILD.

That should bring him--if it may.

SABRINA.

May should be must: he must not be away.
His faith was pledged to me as king and knight.

ESTRILD.

Small fear he should not keep it--if he might.

SABRINA.

Might! and a king's might his? do kings bear sway
For nought, that aught should keep him hence till night?
Why didst thou bid God help me when I sought
To know but of his coming?

ESTRILD.

Even for nought
But laughter even to think how strait a bound
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