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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE RAPTURE, by HENRY BAKER
First Line: You gods! To fold the charmer in my arms
Last Line: On heav'n's eternal happiness, or you!
Subject(s): Desire
First Line: You gods! To fold the charmer in my arms
Last Line: On heav'n's eternal happiness, or you!
Subject(s): Desire
YOU gods! to fold the charmer in my arms,
And press her panting bosom close to mine!
Whilst with tumultuous ardour turning round,
With equal warmth my rapture she returns,
Owns all the bliss, and gives me sigh for sigh!
To drink large draughts of pleasure from her lips,
And in her eyes behold immortal day,
Is ecstasy so great! delight so vast!
That was it lasting, could but nature bear
The rage of such unsufferable joy,
Thus blest, I scarce one thought should cast away
On heav'n's eternal happiness, or you!
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