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Charles Kingsley - Frank Leigh`s Song: A.D. 1586
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Ah tyrant Love, Megaera`s serpents bearing,
Why thus requite my sighs with venom`d smart?
Ah ruthless dove, the vulture`s talons wearing,
Why flesh them, traitress, in this faithful heart?
Is this my meed? Must dragons` teeth alone
In Venus` lawns by lovers` hands be sown?

Nay, gentlest Cupid; `twas my pride undid me;
Nay, guiltless dove; by mine own wound I fell.
To worship, not to wed, Celestials bid me:
I dreamt to mate in heaven, and wake in hell;
For ever doom`d, Ixion-like, to reel
On mine own passions` ever-burning wheel.

Devonshire, 1854.
From Westward Ho!
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