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C.D. Warner, et al., comp.  The Library of the World’s Best Literature.
An Anthology in Thirty Volumes.  1917.
 
Leandro’s Song
By John Fletcher (1579–1625)
 
DEAREST, do not you delay me,
  Since thou know’st I must be gone;
Wind and tide, ’tis thought, doth stay me,
  But ’tis wind that must be blown
        From that breath, whose native smell        5
        Indian odors far excel.
 
Oh then speak, thou fairest fair!
  Kill not him that vows to serve thee;
But perfume this neighboring air,
  Else dull silence, sure, will starve me:        10
        ’Tis a word that’s quickly spoken,
        Which being restrained, a heart is broken.
 
 
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