He's reluctant to give an answer,
But his willing mouth, conveyed it faster:
Chaffy:
Hmmm, Of a truth by heart and eyes,
Your beauty had many time given me tries.
All I want(as you've asked)from you,
Is nothing but all of you.
Diana:
All of me? How? Why all of me?
If I give you that, What will remain with me?
Chaffy:
I alone will remain with you,
When you also with me, in same rule.
Give me the joy i'd for these months craved,
Once more, have my heart behaved.
And so as if like the cloud overpowered by the moving light,
She gave herself into his arm, while the round balls massages his heart.
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