Kitap 2
Oft would my furious nymph, in burning rage,
Assault my locks, and with her nails engage;
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Then now she'd weep, what piercing glances east,
And vow to hate the perjur'd wretch at last.
Let not your mistress long your falsehood mourn;
Neglected fondness sill to fury turn.
But kindly clasp her in your arms again,
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And on your breast her drooping head sustain;
Whilst weeping kiss, amidst her tears enjoy,
And with excess of bliss her rage destroy.
Let her a while lament, a while complain,
Then die with pleasure, as she died with pain.
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Enjoyment cures her with its powerful charms,
She'll sign a pardon in your active arms.
First nature lay an undigested mass,
Heaven, earth, and ocean, wore one common face;
Then vaulted heav'n was fram'd, waves, earth, inclos'd;
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And chaos was in beauteous forms dispos'd;
The beasts inhabit woods, the birds the air,
And to their floods the scaly fry repair.
