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VII. DELILAH.
“Quod dicit amanti
In vento, et rapidâ scribere oportet aquâ.”
In vento, et rapidâ scribere oportet aquâ.”
She put an arm around his neck, and, looking in his eyes,—
“For other love I nothing reck; 'tis yours alone I prize.”
“For other love I nothing reck; 'tis yours alone I prize.”
She kissed his brow, she kissed his mouth, she made his heart rejoice,—
“In all the land from north to south you are my only choice.”
“In all the land from north to south you are my only choice.”
—And yet he knew within a week, at most within a year,
A like confession she might speak in some one else's ear.
A like confession she might speak in some one else's ear.
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