Locrine: a tragedy by Algernon Charles Swinburne
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page 83 of 141 (58%)
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And thou? - LOCRINE. I would not. All the world were woe, And all the day night, if the love I bear thee Were plucked out of the life wherein I wear thee As crown and comfort of its nights and days. ESTRILD. Thou liest--for love's sake and for mine--and I Lie not, who swear by thee whereon I gaze I hold no truth so hallowed as the lie Wherewith my love redeems me from the snare Dark doubt had set to take me. LOCRINE. Wilt thou swear - By what thou wilt soever--by the sun That sees us--by the light of all these flowers - By this full stream whose waves we hear not run - By all that is nor mine nor thine, but ours - That thou didst ever doubt indeed? or dream That doubt, whose breath bids love of love misdeem, Were other than the child of hate and hell, The liar first-born of falsehood? |
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