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Thomas Humphry Ward, ed.  The English Poets.  1880–1918.
Vol. V. Browning to Rupert Brooke
Sonnet: ‘My heart is vext with this fantastic fear’
By Lord de Tabley (John Byrne Leicester Warren) (1835–1895)
MY heart is vext with this fantastic fear,—
Had I been born too soon or far away,
Then had I never known thy beauty, dear,
And thou hadst spent on others all thy May.
The idle thought can freeze an idle brain        5
Faint at imagined loss of such dear prize;
I pore upon the slender chance again,
That taught me all the meaning of those eyes,
But creeps a whisper with a treason tongue—
Hadst never sunn’d beneath this maiden’s glance        10
Another Love thou hadst as madly sung,
For Love is certain but the loved one chance.
Deject and doubtful thus I forge quaint fear,
But question little, Love, when thou art near.

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