How Fierce Was I, When I Did See My Julia Wash Herself In Thee! So Lilies Thorough Crystal Look: So Purest Pebbles In The Brook: As In The River Julia Did, Half With A Lawn Of Water Hid. Into Thy Streams Myself I Threw, And Struggling There, I Kiss'D Thee Too; And More Had Done, It Is Confess'D, Had Not Thy Waves Forbade The Rest.