Behold, what haughty nations are combined
Against the reliques of the Phrygian kind,
With fire and sword my people to destroy,
And conquer Venus twice, in conquering Troy."
She said; and strait her arms, of snowy hue,
About her unresolving husband threw.
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{ Her soft embraces soon infuse desire;
{ His bones and marrow sudden warmth inspire;
{ And all the godhead feels the wonted fire.