And your good future brave! Close lips, nude arms, felt breasts and organ mighty, Do your joy's night work rightly! Teach them these things, O day of pomp of heat! Leave them in thoughts such as must make the feat Of flesh inevitable and natural as Pissing when wish doth press! Let them cling, kiss and fit Together with natural wit, And let the night, coming, teach them that use For youth is in abuse! Let them repeat the link, and pour and pour Their pleasure till they can no more! Ay, let the night watch over their repeated Coupling in darkness, till thought's self, o'erheated, Do fret and trouble, and sleep come on hurt frames, And, mouthing each one's names, They in each other's arms dream still of love And something of it prove! And, if they wake, teach them to recommence,