"Scarce my demand was made, before mine eye Beneath the lymph engulphed that lady viewed:
Nor answered she my prayer, but, for reply, Me with the enchanted element bedewed;
Which has no sooner touched my face than I, I know not how, am utterly transmewed:
I see, I feel -- yet doubting what I scan-- Feel, I am changed from woman into man.
LXV - LXIX
(Stazas LXV - LXIX untranslated by Rose)