Ovid's Epistles: With His Amours |
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Delighted with the Musick of my Tongue , Upon my Words with filent Joy he hung
, And snatching Kisses , stopp'd me as I sung . Kisses , whose melting Touch his
Soul did move , The Earnest of the coming Joys of Love . Then tender Words ...
Delighted with the Musick of my Tongue , Upon my Words with filent Joy he hung
, And snatching Kisses , stopp'd me as I sung . Kisses , whose melting Touch his
Soul did move , The Earnest of the coming Joys of Love . Then tender Words ...
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... tender Words I hear , thy Kisses feel , With all the Joys that Shame forbids to tell
, But when I waking miss thee from my Bed , And all my pleasing Images are fled ;
The dear deluding Vision to retain , I lay me down , and try to sleep again .
... tender Words I hear , thy Kisses feel , With all the Joys that Shame forbids to tell
, But when I waking miss thee from my Bed , And all my pleasing Images are fled ;
The dear deluding Vision to retain , I lay me down , and try to sleep again .
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... alas ! by none thou can't be mov'd , Phaon alone by Phaon must be lov'd ! Yet
once thy Sapho cou'd thy Cares employ , Once in her Arms you center'd all your
Joy : Still all those Joys to my Remembrance move , For Still 6 Ovid's EPISTLES .
... alas ! by none thou can't be mov'd , Phaon alone by Phaon must be lov'd ! Yet
once thy Sapho cou'd thy Cares employ , Once in her Arms you center'd all your
Joy : Still all those Joys to my Remembrance move , For Still 6 Ovid's EPISTLES .
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Still all those Joys to my Remembrance move , For oh ! how vast a Memory has
Love ? My Musick , then , you cou'd for ever ... In all I pleas'd , but most in what
was best ; And the last Joy was dearer than the rest . Then with each Word , each
...
Still all those Joys to my Remembrance move , For oh ! how vast a Memory has
Love ? My Musick , then , you cou'd for ever ... In all I pleas'd , but most in what
was best ; And the last Joy was dearer than the rest . Then with each Word , each
...
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Now by the Nine , those Pow'rs ador'd by me , And Love , the God that ever waits
on thee , When firft I heard ( from whom I hardly knew ) That you were fled , and
all my Joys with you , Like fome fad Statue , fpeechless , pale , I stood ; Grief ...
Now by the Nine , those Pow'rs ador'd by me , And Love , the God that ever waits
on thee , When firft I heard ( from whom I hardly knew ) That you were fled , and
all my Joys with you , Like fome fad Statue , fpeechless , pale , I stood ; Grief ...
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