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 For women soon are kind, if peevish grown; Faintly they struggle, when their rage is gone. That known, the youth her fragrant bosom press'd, And warm'd with melting lips each swelling breast. Then thus begun;—oh! how shall I proclaim Thy ev'ry charm? shall I thy wond'rous frame A second Venus, or Minerva name? For sure those looks no earthly stamp display; None ever boasted so refin'd a clay: Bless'd be thy fire, and bless'd be doubly more The fertile womb, which the fair burden bore. With pity hear a youth his flame reveal; Whom you could only wound, 'tis you can only heal. If Venus be your guide, let Venus move; And by her great example learn to love. Ah! come, this silly name of maid despise; Indulge thy soul, and give a loose to joys.