Thy Azure Robe I Did Behold As Airy As The Leaves Of Gold, Which, Erring Here, And Wandering There, Pleas'D With Transgression Ev'Rywhere: Sometimes 'Twould Pant, And Sigh, And Heave, As If To Stir It Scarce Had Leave: But, Having Got It, Thereupon 'Twould Make A Brave Expansion. And Pounc'D With Stars It Showed To Me Like A Celestial Canopy. Sometimes 'Twould Blaze, And Then Abate, Like To A Flame Grown Moderate: Sometimes Away 'Twould Wildly Fling, Then To Thy Thighs So Closely Cling That Some Conceit Did Melt Me Down As Lovers Fall Into A Swoon: And, All Confus'D, I There Did Lie Drown'D In Delights, But Could Not Die. That Leading Cloud I Follow'D Still, Hoping T' Have Seen Of It My Fill; But Ah! I Could Not: Should It Move To Life Eternal, I Could Love.