“Naked she lay, clasped in my longing arms,
I filled with love, and she all over charms;
Both equally inspired with eager fire,
Melting through kindness, flaming in desire.
With arms, legs, lips close clinging to embrace.”

The Imperfect Enjoyment (published 1680).
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English poet, and peer of the realm 1647–1680

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