“Dear as the vital warmth that feeds my life;
Dear as these eyes, that weep in fondness o’er thee.”

— Thomas Otway, Venice Preserv'd

Venice Preserv'd (1682), Act v. Sc. 1. Compare: "Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes; Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart", Thomas Gray, The Bard, part i. stanza 3.

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