ALEXANDER AND LYCON.
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What, no crown won,These two whole years,By man of fortitude beyond his peers,In Thrace or Macedon?''No, none.But what deep trouble does my Lycon feel,And hide 'neath chat about the commonweal?''Glauce but now the third time did againThe thing which I forbade. I had to box her ears.'Twas ill to see her both blue eyesSettled in tearsDespairing on the skies,And the poor lip all pucker'd into pain;Yet, for her sake, from kisses to refrain!''Ho, Timocles, take downThat crown.No, not that common one for blood with extreme valour spilt,But yonder, with the berries gilt.'Tis, Lycon, thy just meed.To inflict unmovedAnd firm to bear the woes of the BelovedIs fortitude indeed.'
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