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CX
ON FRUITION

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The attribution of this poem is questionable.

None, but a Muse in Love, can tell
The sweet tumultuous joys I feel,
When on Cælia's Breast I lye,
When I tremble, faint, and dye;

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Mingling Kisses with Embraces,
Darting Tongues, and joyning Faces,
Panting, stretching, sweating, cooing,
All in the extasie, of doing.