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IX.

[I lay of Life by thee, my Life, bereav'd.]

I lay of Life by thee, my Life, bereav'd.
About thy Neck my Arms were loosely weav'd.
Supplies of Breath my wasted Spirits fail,
Nor could relieve my Heart with one fresh Gale:
Styx now before my Eyes appeard, the dark
Region, and aged Carons swarthy Bark;
When thou upon my Lip a Kiss imprest
Drawn from the depth of thy enlivening Brest:
A Kiss, that call'd me from the Stygian Lake,
And made the Ferryman go empty back:
Ah! I mistook! he went not back alone,
My mournful Shade along with him is gone;
Part of thy Soul within this Body raigns,
And friendly my declining Limbs sustains;
Which of return impatient, roves about,
Ransaking every Passage to get out;
And if no kindness she from thee receive,
Ev'n now her falling Tenement will leave.
Come then, unite thy melting Lip to mine,
And let one Spirit both our Breasts combine,
'Till in an Extasie of wild desire
Together both our Breasts one Life expire.