Chapter 29 No.29

Her Balmy Lips encount'ring his,

Their Bodies, as their Souls, are joyn'd;

Where both in Transports Unconfin'd

Extend themselves upon the Moss.

Cloris half dead and breathless lay;

Her soft Eyes cast a Humid Light,

Such as divides the Day and Night;

Or falling Stars, whose Fires decay:

And now no signs of Life she shows,