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AN HYMENEAL DIALOGUE: BRIDE AND GROOM by THOMAS CAREW

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First Line: TELL ME, MY LOVE, SINCE HYMEN TI'D
Last Line: EACH BY CONTRACTION MULTIPLI'D.
Subject(s): WEDDINGS;; WEDDINGS; HUSBANDS; WIVES;
@3Groom.@1 Tell me, my love, since Hymen ti'd
The holy knot, hast thou not felt
A new-infused spirit slide
Into thy breast, whilst thine did melt?

@3Bride.@1 First tell me, sweet, whose words were those?
For though your voice the air did break,
Yet did my soul the sense compose,
And through your lips my heart did speak.

@3Groom.@1 Then I perceive, when from the flame
Of love my scorch'd soul did retire,
Your frozen heart in her place came,
And sweetly melted in that fire.

@3Bride.@1 'Tis true, for when that mutual change
Of souls was made, with equal gain,
I straight might feel diffus'd a strange
But gentle heat through every vein.

@3Chorus.@1 O blest disunion! that doth so
Our bodies from our souls divide,
As two do one, and one four grow,
Each by contraction multipli'd.

@3Bride.@1 Thy bosom then I 'll make my nest,
Since there my willing soul doth perch.
@3Groom.@1 And for my heart, in thy chaste breast,
I 'll make an everlasting search.

@3Chorus.@1 O blest disunion! that doth so
Our bodies from our souls divide,
As two do one, and one four grow,
Each by contraction multipli'd.



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