Shall I then breathe of her sultry air,
that she has breathlessly engaged me;
as she now vainly toils upon my flesh
with her unhurried and cooling rushes
of most o’erwhelming, welcomed stay.
Shall I offer her some selective mercy,
for in her heart, she holds me painlessly,
as she now carries my weight with ease;
having no other requirements but to be,
that I, now sated, offer love as her prey.
Shall I bleed for her wounds unhealed,
tho’ ne’ertofore my design or torment,
as she has thus been wounded by others;
shall I then be her healing touch of flesh,
and will she thus be virginal in this way.