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I cry your mercy -- pity -- love -- aye, love!
Merciful love that tantalizes not, / One-thoughted, never-wandering, guileless love, / Unmask'd, and being seen -- without a blot!
O! let me have thee whole, -- all -- all -- be mine!
That shape, that fairness, that sweet minor zest / Of love, your kiss, -- those hands, those eyes divine, / That warm, white, lucent, million-pleasured breast, --
Yourself -- your soul -- in pity give me all, / Withhold no atom's atom, or I die, / Or living on perhaps, your wretched thrall, / Forget, in the mist of idle misery, / Life's purposes -- the palate of my mind / Losing its gust, and my ambition blind!