"He would believe, but yet is still in pain,
And tries his Argument of Sense again,
Presses the Pulse, and feels the leaping Vein.
Convinced, o'erjoyed, his studied Thanks and Praise,
To her who made the Miracle, he pays:
Then Lips to Lips he joined; now freed from Fear,
He found the Savour of the Kiss sincere:
At this the wakened image oped her Eyes,
And viewed at once the Light and Lover, with surprise."
Pygmalion and the Statue
by Ovid
trans. by John Dryden
"He would believe, but yet is still in pain, And tries his Argument of Sense again, Presses the Pulse, and feels the leaping Vein. Convinced, o'erjoyed, his studied Thanks and Praise, To her who made the Miracle, he pays: Then Lips to Lips he joined; now freed from Fear, He found the Savour of the Kiss sincere: At this the wakened image oped her Eyes, And viewed at once the Light and Lover, with surprise."