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Love walking swiftly,

With hyacinthine staff,

Bade me to take a run with him;

And hastening through swift torrents,

And woody places, and over precipices,

A water-snake stung me.

And my heart leaped up to

My mouth, and I should have fainted;

But Love fanning my brows

With his soft wings, said,

Surely, thou art not able to love.