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4< O the blifs of that day, when I fliall depart from this defolatc man- 

 " lion ; mail feek reft for rny foul j and lliail follow the traces of my 

 '*: beloved : 



" Dancing, with love of his Beauty, like a mote in a fun-beam, 

 " till I reach the fpring and fountain of light, whence yon fun derives all 

 ft his luftre! 



The couplets, which follow, relate as indubitably to human love and 

 fenfual gratifications ; 



" May the hand never (hake, which gathered the grapes ! May the foot 

 " never flip, which preffed them ! 



" That poignant liquor, which the zealot calls the mother ofJzns t is 

 a4 pleafanter and fweeter to me than the kiffes of a maiden. 



" Wine two years old and a damfel of fourteen are fufficient fociety 

 " forme, above all companies great or fmall.. 



" How delightful is dancing to lively notes and the cheerful melody of 

 " the flute, efpecially when we touch the hand of a beautiful girl ! 



" Call for wine, and f cutter fowers around : what more canfi thou afkfrom 

 "fate? Thus fpoke the nightingale this morning : what fayft thou, fvveet 

 " rofe, to his precepts ? 



" Bring thy couch to the garden of rofes, that thou mayffc kifs the 

 4< cheeks and lips of lovely damfels, quaff rich wine, and fmell odorife&.- 

 *« ous bloflbms. 



