published on: 2012-05-08 10:06:18
The love-tale, Infected Sion’s daughters with like heat.
… where stood, Her temple on th’ offensive mountain.
… To come, And gaze, and worship thee of right declared,
For, such pleasure till that hour, At feed or fountain, never
Sated at length, ere long I might perceive, Strange alteration
In such abundance lies our choice …