“Oh! hush these suspicions," Fair Imogine said,
"Offensive to Love and to me!
For if ye be living, or if ye be dead,
I swear by the Virgin, that none in your stead
Shall Husband of Imogine be.”

Page 313; "Alonzo the Brave, and Fair Imogine", line 11.
The Monk (1796)

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