The Boudoir No. 2

RAPTURES OF A NIGHT

Ye Gods! The raptures of that night!

What fierce convulsions of delight!

How in each other's arms involv'd,

We lay confounded, and dissolv'd!

Bodies mingling, sexes blending,

Which should most be lost contending;

Darting fierce, and flaming hisses,

Plunging into boundless blisses;

Our bodies and our souls on fire,

Tost by a tempest of desire;

'Till with the utmost fury driv'n,

Down, at once, we sunk to heav'n.