And looking now around, she first espied
Where at the bed’s foot, cast in haste aside,
Lay his full quiver, and his bow unbent.
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One of those darts, of which she had heard so oft,
She took to try if ’twas so very keen;
And held its point against her finger soft
So gently, that to touch it scarce was seen;
Yet was she sharply prickt, and felt the fire
Run through her veins; and now a strange desire