Basia Joannis Secundi Nicolai Hagensis or The Kisses of Joannes Secundus Nicolaius of the Hague. In Latin and English Verse. With the Life of Secundus, and a Critic upon his Basia. Adorn'd with a Cut of the Author, and another of his Mistress Julia, engrav'd by the famous Bernard Picart the Roman [by George Ogle] |
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KISS V.
When Thou, profuse of Heav'nly Charms,
Around Me throw'st those tender Arms;
And with that Neck, which lovely-twines;
And with that Breast, which soft-declines;
And with that sweetly-witching Face;
Hang on Me, thus, in fond Imbrace:
Around Me throw'st those tender Arms;
And with that Neck, which lovely-twines;
And with that Breast, which soft-declines;
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Hang on Me, thus, in fond Imbrace:
When Thou, those am'rous Lips of Thine,
Fit'st to these am'rous Lips of mine;
Those Lips! that thus, in rap'trous Bliss,
Give and receive the wounding Kiss;—
Give and receive the trembling Dart:—
Sweet Play! soft-thrilling to the Heart!
Or when thy Soul, of Mine possest,
My Life draws from my glowing Breast:
My Life! which scorching Heats destroy!
Burnt with Excess of fiercest Joy!
Fit'st to these am'rous Lips of mine;
Those Lips! that thus, in rap'trous Bliss,
Give and receive the wounding Kiss;—
Give and receive the trembling Dart:—
Sweet Play! soft-thrilling to the Heart!
Or when thy Soul, of Mine possest,
My Life draws from my glowing Breast:
My Life! which scorching Heats destroy!
Burnt with Excess of fiercest Joy!
Or when thy Soul calls mine from Death;
And wafts new Life with humid Breath:
That Breath! which Vital Air respires!
And kindly cools my raging Fires!
And wafts new Life with humid Breath:
That Breath! which Vital Air respires!
And kindly cools my raging Fires!
Then, dear Neæra, thus I cry;
(Then! as 'twixt Death and Life I lie.)
“Love is a Pow'r all Pow'rs above!
“There is no greater Pow'r than Love!
“Or if a Greater we allow;
“Greater than Love: That Pow'r art Thou!
(Then! as 'twixt Death and Life I lie.)
“Love is a Pow'r all Pow'rs above!
“There is no greater Pow'r than Love!
“Or if a Greater we allow;
“Greater than Love: That Pow'r art Thou!
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