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Hap me wi' thy Petticoat.
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pain, When night returns, I feel the fmart, And wifh for thee in vain.
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grant me for a hap 'that Charming pet _ti- coat cf thine.
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My ravifh'd fancy in amaze
Still wanders o'er thy charms,
Delufive dreams ten thoufand ways
Prefent thee to my arms.
But waking think what I endure*
While cruel you decline
Thofe pleafures, which alone can cure
This panting breaft of mine.
I faint, I fail, I wildly rove,
Becaufe you ftill deny
The juft reward that s due to love,
And let true paffion die.
Oh! turn, and let compaffion feize
That lovely breaft of thine;
Thy petticoat could give me eafe,
If thou and it were mine .
Sure, Heaven has fitted for_delight
That beauteous form of thine »
And thour't too good its law to flight,
By hind 'ring the defign.
May all the powers of love agree,
At length to make thee mine;
Or loofe my chains, and fet me free
From ev'rv charm of thine.