Whenas in silks my Julia goes

Then, then (methinks) how sweetly flows

That liquefaction of her clothes.

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Next, when I cast mine eyes and see

That brave vibration each way free ;

O, how that glittering taketh me !

Whenas in Silks My Julia Goes — Robert Herrick (1591-1674)

“Would that I could keep squeezing that sperm for ever! For now, since by many prolonged, repeated experiences, I have perceived that in all cases man must eventually lower, or at least shift, his conceit of attainable felicity; not placing it anywhere in the intellect or the fancy; but in the wife, the heart, the bed, the table, the saddle, the fire-side, the country; now that I have perceived all this, I am ready to squeeze case eternally.”

Herman Melville, Moby Dick, Ch. XCIV “A Squeeze of the Hand”