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——she was his sight,
For never did he turn his glance until
Her own had led by gazing on an object.—[MS.]
[39] [Compare—
"Thou art my life, my love, my heart,
The very eyes of me."
To Anthea, etc., by Robert Herrick.]
[40] [Compare—
"...the river of your love,
Must in the ocean of your affection
To me, be swallowed up."
Massinger's Unnatural Combat, act iii. sc. 4.]
[41] [Compare—
"The hot blood ebbed and flowed again."