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 and raging to a height, drew down the pearly shower that was to allay this hurricane: the purely sensitive ideot then first shed those tears of joy that attend its last moments, not without an agony of delight, and even almost a roar of rapture, as the gush escap'd him, so sensibly too for Louisa, that she kept him faithful company, going off, in consent, with the old symptoms; a delicious delirium, a tremulous convulsive shudder, and the critical dying oh! And now, on his getting off, she lay pleasure-drench'd and regorging its essentials sweets: but quite spent, but gasping for breath, without other sensation of life than in those exquisite vibrations, that trembled yet on the strings of delight, which had been so ravishingly touch'd; and which nature had been too intensely stirr'd with, for the senses to be quickly at peace from.

As for the changeling, whose curious engine had been thus successfully play'd off, his shift of countenance and gesture had even something droll, or rather tragi-comic in