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from Leander's place she rose, and found Her hair and rent robe scatter'd on the ground: Which taking up, she every piece did lay Upon the altar; where in youth of day She us'd t' exhibit private sacrifice: Those would she offer to the deities Of her fair Goddess, and her powerful son, As relics of her late-felt passion: And in that holy sort she vow'd to end them; In hope her violent fancies, that did rend them, Would as quite fade in her love's holy fire, As they should in the flames she meant t' inspire. Then put she on all her religious weeds, That deck'd her in her secret sacred deeds: