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Those set our hairs, but these our flesh upright.
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The Sestos and Abydos of her breasts Not of two lovers, but two loves the nests.
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Full nakedness! All joys are due to thee, As souls unbodied, bodies unclothed must be, To taste whole joys.
The heavens rejoice in motion, why should I Abjure my so much loved variety.
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