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Disguised last night I rush'd from home To seek the palace of my Soul; I reach'd by silent steps the dome And to her chamber softly stole. On a soft colour'd couch reclin'd In sweet repose I saw the maid My breast like aspins to the wind To love's alarum [[underline]] softly [[/underline]] play'd. Two fingers then, to half expanse I trembling op'd with fear opprest With these I pull'd her Veil askance Then softly drew her to my breast. Who art thou, Man! my angel cry'd Whisp'ring I said, "Thy slave, thy swain But hush my love, forbear to chide Speak [[underline]] softly [[/underline]] lest some hear the strain Trembling with love, with hope, with fear With force her ruby lips I prest Sweet kisses oft, mellifluous, dear [[underline]] Softly [[/underline]] I snatch'd, was [[underline]] softly [[/underline]] blest.
