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perils which Leander took in hand

Fair Hero's love and favour to obtain,

When void of fear securely leaving land,

Through Hellespont he swam to Cestos' main,

His dangers should not counterpoise my toil,

If my dear love would once but pity show,

To quench these flames which in my breast do broil,

Or dry these springs which from mine eyes do flow.

Not only Hellespont but ocean seas,

For her sweet sake to ford I would attempt,

So that my travels would her ire appease,

My soul from thrall and languish to exempt.

O what is't not poor I would undertake,

If labour could my peace with Chloris make!