Isabella; Or, The Pot of Basil
XXVI.

John Keats

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"Love, Isabel!" said he, "I was in pain

"Lest I should miss to bid thee a good morrow:

"Ah! what if I should lose thee, when so fain

"I am to stifle all the heavy sorrow

"Of a poor three hours' absence? but we'll gain

"Out of the amorous dark what day doth borrow.

"Good bye! I'll soon be back."- "Good bye!" said she:-

And as he went she chanted merrily.

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