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Thus flutt'ring bounds the trembling Virgin's Blood,
And from her shining Eyes descends a Flood:
Now raving with resistless Flames she glows,
Now sick with Love she melts with softer Woes:
The Tyrant God, of every Thought possest,
Beats in each Pulse, and stings and racks her Breast:
Now the resolves the Magic to betray
To tame the Bulls, now yield him up a Prey:
Again the Drugs disdaining to supply,
She loaths the Light, and meditates to die:
Anon, repelling with a brave Disdain
The coward Thought, the nourishes the Pain:
Thus tost, retost with furious Storms of Cares,
On the cold Ground she rouls, and thus with Tears.
And from her shining Eyes descends a Flood:
Now raving with resistless Flames she glows,
Now sick with Love she melts with softer Woes:
The Tyrant God, of every Thought possest,
Beats in each Pulse, and stings and racks her Breast:
Now the resolves the Magic to betray
To tame the Bulls, now yield him up a Prey:
Again the Drugs disdaining to supply,
She loaths the Light, and meditates to die:
Anon, repelling with a brave Disdain
The coward Thought, the nourishes the Pain:
Thus tost, retost with furious Storms of Cares,
On the cold Ground she rouls, and thus with Tears.
Ah me! where'er I turn, before my Eyes
A dreadful View, on Sorrows Sorrows rise!
A dreadful View, on Sorrows Sorrows rise!
Tost
