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Pleasant and Diver tive. 325
Fast lock'd within her close Embrace,
She trembling lay asham'd ;
Her swelling Breast, and glowing Face,
And every touch inflam'd :
My eager Passion I obey'd,
Resolv'd the Fort to win ;
And her fond Heart was soon betray'd,
To yield and let me in.
Then ! then ! beyond expressing,
Immortal was the Joy ;
I knew no greater blessing,
So great a God was I :
And she transported with delight,
Oft pray'd me come again ;
And kindly vow'd that every Night,
She'd rise and let me in.
But, oh ! at last she prov'd with Bern,
And sighing sat and dull ;
And I that was as much concern'd,
Look'd then just like a Fool :
Her lovely Eyes with tears run o'er,
Repenting her rash Sin ;
She sigh'd and curs'd the fatal hour,
That e'er She let me in.
But who could cruelly deceive,
Or from such Beauty part ;
I lov'd her so, I could not leave
The Charmer of my Heart :
But Wedded and conceal'd the Crime,
Thus all was well again ;
And now she thanks the blessed Hour,
That e'er she let me in.

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