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 His secret flame apparently was seen,— Leander's father knew where he had been, And for the same mildly rebuk'd his son, Thinking to quench the sparkles new begun. But Love resisted once grows passionate, And nothing more than counsel lovers hate; For as a hot proud horse highly disdains To have his head controll'd, but breaks the reins, Spits forth the ringled bit, and with his hoofs Checks the submissive ground; so he that loves, The more he is restrain'd, the worse he fares; What is it now but mad Leander dares? "O Hero, Hero!" thus he cried full oft, And then he got him to a rock aloft, Where having spied her tower, long star'd he on't, And pray'd the narrow toiling Hellespont To part in twain, that he might come and go, But still the rising billows answer'd, No. With that he stripp'd him to the ivory skin, And crying "Love, I come," leap'd lively in, Whereat the sapphire-visag'd god grew proud, And made his cap'ring Triton sound aloud. Imagining that Ganymede, displeas'd, Had left the heavens, therefore on him he seiz'd.