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 at the warm jerk, all the sluices of joy on my side, which extatically in flow, help'd to allay the prurient glow, and drown'd our pleasure for awhile, soon however to be on float again! for Charles, true to nature's laws, in one breath expiring, and ejaculating, languish'd not long in the dissolving trance, but recovering spirit again, soon gave me to feel that the true mettle springs of his instrument of pleasure, were by love, and perhaps by a long vacation, wound up too high to be let down by a single explosion; his stiffness still stood my friend: resuming then the action afresh, without dislodging, or giving me the trouble of parting from my sweet tenant, we play'd over-again the same opera, with the same delightful harmony and concert: our ardours, like our love, knew no remission: and, all as the tide serv'd, my lover, lavish of his stores, and pleasure-milk'd, overflow'd me once more from the fulness of those his oval reservoirs of the genial emulsion: whilst on my side, a convulsive grasp in the