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OVE found them sitting in a woodland place. His amorous hand amid her golden tresses; And Love looked smiling on her glowing face And moistened eyes upturned to his caresses.

"O sweet," she murmured, "life is utter bliss!" "Dear heart," he said, "our golden cup runs over!" "Drink, love," she cried, "and thank the gods for this!" He drained the precious lips of cup and lover.

Love blessed the kiss; but, ere he wandered thence, The mated bosoms heard this benediction: "Love lies within the brimming bowl of sense:  Who keeps this full has joy—who drains, affliction"