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William Stanley Braithwaite, ed.  The Book of Georgian Verse.  1909.
Ianthe! You Are Call’d to Cross the Sea!
By Walter Savage Landor (1775–1864)
IANTHE! you are call’d to cross the sea!
        A path forbidden me!
Remember, while the Sun his blessing sheds
        Upon the mountain-heads,
How often we have watched him laying down        5
        His brow, and dropped our own
Against each other’s, and how faint and short
        And sliding the support!
What will succeed it now? Mine is unblessed,
        Ianthe! nor will rest        10
But on the very thought that swells with pain.
        O bid me hope again!
O give me back what Earth, what (without you)
        Not Heaven itself can do,
One of the golden days that we have past;        15
        And let it be my last!
Or else the gift would be, however sweet,
        Fragile and incomplete.

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