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Those lips that Love’s own lips did take

and fearsome thirst of mine approach,

soft-placed on my own pair, did shake

dire torture, quenched with that mere touch.



But sweet Chagrin was roused once more;

again renewed my two-fold hope:

to find both Sense and Love within

one’s heart with which I could elope.



Delight! O, Fair! How double-blessed.

Past dreams your frame and face are fair!

Combined in you my sated quest:

Enchantment.  Love.  Full Ardor there:



in yours my own was blessed to find

that dual-charmed Universe of Mind!