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Seccombe and Arber, comps.  Elizabethan Sonnets.  1904.
Sonnet XVIII. I swear, fair Licia, still for to be thine
Giles Fletcher (1586?–1623)
I SWEAR, fair LICIA, still for to be thine;
By heart, by eyes, by what I hold most dear!
Thou checkedst mine oath, and said, “These were not mine;
And that I had no right by them to swear.”
  Then by my sighs, my passions, and my tears,        5
My vows, my prayers, my sorrow, and my love,
My grief, my joy, my hope, and hopeless fears,
My heart is thine, and never shall remove!
  These are not thine, though sent unto thy view;
All else I grant, by right they are thine own.        10
Let these suffice, that what I swear is true;
And more than this, if that it could be known.
  So shall all these, though troubles, ease my grief,
  If that they serve to work in thee belief.

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