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Let this Arcadian nymph instruct thy mind;
Thou art more beauteous, wou'dst thou be more kind!
Accents so soft her passions did controul,
And sooth'd the angry fair, and tun'd her soul.
She fix'd her eyes upon the silent ground,
And all with crimson blushes glow'd around.
Unwonted motions own'd some new desire,
And oft she gather'd up her loose attire.
A yielding maid by ev'ry sign was meant;
For dumb denying is a sure consent.
Pleasingly pain'd, she first begins to fear
Something, she knows not what, she knows not where.
Deep in her breast Leander's charms remain;
She thinks, and sighs, then looks, and sighs again.
Nor the fond lover, with a less surprize,
Fed on her snowy neck his famish'd eyes.
Thus long a virgin-modesty she try'd,
Not to discover, what she could not hide: