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  Filled full of thee, fiery with wine,

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  In marvellous chambers of thine.

  They are fled, and their footprints escape us,

  Who appraise thee, adore, and abstain,

  O daughter of Death and Priapus,

  Our Lady of Pain.

   

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  Vous me baisez comme une soeur:

  Ces baisers sont pleins de douceur;

  Mais souffrez que je les condamne.

  Je ne suis qu’un mortel, ô[ô] nouvelle Diane,

  Pourquoi me traitez-vous ainsi qu’un Apollon?

  Je serai trop heureux du sort d’Endimion.

   

  You kiss me like a sister,

  Kisses filled with sweetness;

  Yet you must allow me to condemn them,

  For I’m only mortal, my Diane;

  Why treat me like Apollo great?

  I’d be so happy with Endymion’s fate.

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  My Wild Heart Bleeds With Yours Perfume Oil

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  La Nuit Perfume Oil

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