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O li.'irk.my Jove.on vv'ey i‘j>rav.
K ;u ' t eat he r’d m afta 1 c r tunes his 1 a \ a
Tis beauty fires the ravifh’d thron<>'
\nd !<>\s in1 pi res the meltin*;'to n»^
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Then let my ra ptur’d notes a rife,
Tor beauty darts from Nannys eyes;
And love my riliu<^boibmwarms.
And fills my foul with fweet alarms',
O. co me; my 1 o ve t h s Co 1 i n’s 1 ay
Kith rapture i a !1 s,0ce>me aw a>
Come,while the mufe tins wreath fhall tw ine
Around that mode ft brow of thine;
O hither hafte.and with thee brinp;
That beauty blooming’like the fpring,
Thofe graces that divinely fhine,
And charm this ravifhd breaft of mine*
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A w'ahe. t weet mufe the b re at hi ne ip rn<>”
ith '.ipture warms; a wake and lintr
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A wake and p)in the vocal throng,
Who hail the niovnine w itil a fon«r
To Nan n \ raise the chearful lav.
0-hid lie, hafte and cm m e a w ay;
In Iwecteit tmiles her fell ado r n.
And add new graces to the morn.

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