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 the magic touch took instant effect, quicken'd, and brought on upon the spur, the symptoms of that sweet agony, the melting moment of dissolution, when pleasure dies by pleasure, and the mysterious engine of it overcomes the titillation it has rais'd in those parts, by plying them with the stream of a warm liquid, that is itself the highest of all titillations, and which they thirstily express, and draw in like the hot-natured leach, who, to cool itself, tenaciously attracts all the moisture within its sphere of exsuction: chiming then to me, with exquisite consent, as I melted away, his oily balsamic injection mixing deliciously with the sluices in flow from me, sheath'd and blunted all the stings of pleasure, whilst it flung us into an extacy, that extended us fainting, breathless, entranced. Thus we lay, whilst a voluptuous languor possest, and still maintain'd us motionless, and fast lock'd in one another's arms. Alas! that these delights should be no longer-liv'd! for now the point of pleasure, unedg'd by enjoyment, and all the brisk sensations flatten'd upon us, resign'd us up to the cool cares of insipid life. Disingaging myself then from his embrace, I made