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 Herewith affrighted, Hero shrunk away, And in her lukewarm place Leander lay; Whose lively heat, like fire from heaven fet, Would animate gross clay, and higher set The drooping thoughts of base-declining souls, Than dreary Mars' carousing nectar bowls. His hands he cast upon her like a snare,— She, overcome with shame and sallow fear, Like chaste Diana, when Acteon spied her, Being suddenly betray'd, div'd down to hide her. And as her silver body downward went, With both her hands she made the bed a tent, And in her own mind thought herself secure, O'ercast with dim and darksome coverture; And now she lets him whisper in her ear, Flatter, entreat, promise, protest and swear; Yet ever as he greedily essay'd To touch those dainties, she the harpy play'd, And every limb did, as a soldier stout, Defend the fort, and keep the foeman out. For though the rising ivory mount he scal'd, Which is with azure circling lines empal'd, Much like a globe, (a globe may I term this, By which love sails to regions full of bliss,)