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Thyrsis was ready at his Chloe's Call,
And clasp'd her fast, and sav'd her from her Fall:
With trembling haste into his Arms she flies,
And Heart meets Heart till each in Transport dies.
Thus Eve with ardent Love Embraceing lean'd
On our first Father, Eager prest his Hand;
Whilst He impatient Clos'd her in his Arms,
Fir'd with her Beauty and Submissive Charms,
Till on the Mossy Bank they fainting lay,
And both dissolv'd in floods of Bliss away.

But ah! Such momentary Joys are vain,
And present Pleasure leads to future Pain:
That little Taste of vain Delight has cost
The brightest Gem, the fairest Nymph could boast.

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