Let me feel how thy pulses beat.

“Lussurioso: "Welcome, be not far off, we must be better acquainted. Push, be bo…”

“FRANCISCUS: How sweetly she looks! Oh, but there's a wrinkle in her brow as dee…”

“Her fingers touched me!She smells all amber.”

“Good, happy, swift; there's gunpowder i'th' court,Wildfire at midnight in this …”