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4 For Oh! Yon faithless Sea, that gentle now Rolls on its azure billows to the shore With foaming surge has whelm'd my lover's prow And he must breathe, & I must love no more. - O happy theft, transporting bliss All heav'n concentred in a kiss! Whose dewy sweetness, softly prest Shot transport thro' my am'rous breast. While mingled ecstasy & pain Ran throbbing thro' my burning vein Say beauteous virgin, why reprove This pleasing ecstasy of love? Thy lips still boast their honied store As full, as fragrant as before. Yet if you grudge yr faithful slave The boon which casual fortune gave Me, at yr. feet content behold To pay it back ten thousand fold. sent me by [[deletion]] [[unclear]] [[/deletion]] March the 16th /89
