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Locrine: a tragedy by Algernon Charles Swinburne
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I have ever loved thee--not thy sire Locrine
More--and for very and only love of thee
Have I desired, or ever even thy mother
Beheld thee, here to know of thee and me
Which loves her best--her and thy sire my brother.

MADAN.

He being away, far hence--and so none other -
Not he--should share the knowledge?

CAMBER.

Surely not
He. Knowest thou whither hence he went?

MADAN.

God wot,
No: haply toward some hidden paramour.

CAMBER.

And that should set not, for thy mother's sake,
And thine, the heart in thee on fire?

MADAN.

An hour
Is less than even the time wherein we take
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