Note 39 — ACT IV.—Scene I.
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In ridicule of this:—
"My earthly part, Which is my tyrant's right, death will remove; I'll come all soul and spirit to your love. With silent steps I'll follow you all day; Or else before you in the sunbeams play. I'll lead you hence to melancholy groves, And there repeat the scenes of our past loves; At night, I will within your curtains peep, With empty arms embrace you, while you sleep. In gentle dreams I often will be by, And sweep along before your closing eye. All dangers from your bed I will remove; But guard it most from any future love. And when at last in pity you will die, I'll watch your birth of immortality: Then, turtle like, I'll to my mate repair, And teach you your first flight in open air."—"Tyrannic Love," p. 25.