LEANDER'S OBSEQUIES.
by Robert Herrick


WHEN Leander young was drown'd
No heart by love receiv'd a wound,
But on a rock himself sat by,
There weeping sup'rabundantly.
Sighs numberless he cast about,
And all his tapers thus put out :
His head upon his hand he laid,
And sobbing deeply, thus he said :
" Ah, cruel sea," and, looking on't,
Wept as he'd drown the Hellespont.
And sure his tongue had more express'd
But that his tears forbade the rest.



Source:
Herrick, Robert. Works of Robert Herrick. vol I.
Alfred Pollard, ed.
London, Lawrence & Bullen, 1891. 50.


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