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Előtt, elpirultam, elsápadtam, vágy reszketett felsálamban, s úgy éreztem, kéj oson keresztül a rostélyoson. Muú, hogy forrt a vér szívembe, hogy tódult a bélszínembe! Az a perc, mit Ön velem tölthet maholnap, megrázza majd egész pörköltnekvalómat. Ám míg Önről ábrándozom kérődzve, vad féltés öl a szívemig férkőzve.