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Love Ecstatick.
A SONG.
To be gazing on those Charms,
To be folded in those Arms,
To unite my Lips to those,
Whence eternal Sweeetness flows.
To be Lov'd by One so fair,
Is to be Blest beyond compare!
To be folded in those Arms,
To unite my Lips to those,
Whence eternal Sweeetness flows.
To be Lov'd by One so fair,
Is to be Blest beyond compare!
On that Bosom to recline,
While that Hand is lock'd in mine,
In those Eyes my self to view,
Gazing still, and still on you.
To be Lov'd by One so fair,
Is to be Blest beyond compare.
While that Hand is lock'd in mine,
In those Eyes my self to view,
Gazing still, and still on you.
To be Lov'd by One so fair,
Is to be Blest beyond compare.
| Poems on several occasions | |