Classic Poem

By what Power did she enslave me!
Pretty Maid, the Kiss she gave me!
On her Lips the Ruby glow'd,
And the Breath of Violets blow'd;
Swell'd with moist and balmy Heat;
All was Honey, melting sweet:
Boundless Joys e'en now I prove,
For I drank a World of Love:
Wanton, madding with the Bliss,
Still I taste the charming Kiss.