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Amíg szorgalmasan duzzasztom tőgyemet, gondolatom egyre Ön körül őgyeleg. Muú! Minden bikák közt legelőkelőbb! Midőn megláttam a legelő 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.