Yet do I vnderſtand your darkeſt language, / Your treads ath'toe, your ſecret iogges and vvringes: / Yourentercourſe of glaunces: euery tittle / Of your cloſe Amorous rites I vnderſtand, / They ſpeake as loud to mee, as if you ſaid, / My deareſtDariotto, I am thine.
1667,John Milton, “Book VIII”, inParadise Lost.[…], London:[…] [Samuel Simmons], and are to be sold by Peter Parker[…];[a]nd by Robert Boulter[…];[a]nd Matthias Walker,[…],→OCLC; republished asParadise Lost in Ten Books:[…], London: Basil Montagu Pickering[…],1873,→OCLC:
this sweetintercourse of looks and smiles
1906, Edward Suddard, chapter 4, inThe Technique of the Modern Orchestra[1], translation ofTechnique de l'orchestre moderne byCharles-Marie Widor, page139:
And indeed, what more reliable authority couldBerlioz have found thanCavaillé-Coll, with whom he had frequentintercourse, and who would have been better qualified than any one else to give him correct information?
It was a joy to snatch some brief respite, and find himself in the rectory drawing–room. Listening here was as pleasant as talking; just to watch was pleasant. The young priests who lived here wore cassocks and birettas; their faces were fine and mild, yet really strong, like the rector's face; and in theirintercourse with him and his wife they seemed to be brothers.
It might seem that with age places gained upon persons in interest to my mind; and that my pleasure grew inintercourse with things rather than with ideas.
