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Then Zóphiël, pitying his emotion: “So
I promise,—nay, unhappy prince, I swear
By what I dare not utter,—I will go
And search, and one of all the loveliest bear
I promise,—nay, unhappy prince, I swear
By what I dare not utter,—I will go
And search, and one of all the loveliest bear
“Away, the while she sleeps, to be thy wife;
Give her nepenthic drink, and through the wave
Brave hell's worst pains to guard her gentle life.
Monarch! 'tis said: now give me what I crave!
Give her nepenthic drink, and through the wave
Brave hell's worst pains to guard her gentle life.
Monarch! 'tis said: now give me what I crave!
| Zóphiël ; or, the bride of seven | |