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284 Songs Compleat,
HER Eyes are like the Morning bright,
Her Eyes are like the Morning bright,
Her Cheeks like Roses fair ;
Her Breasts like water'd Lillies white,
Her Breasts like water'd Tillies white,
Like Silk her flowing Hair :
Her Breasts like water'd Lillies white,
Her Breasts like water'd Lillies white,
Like Silk her flowing Hair.
Her Breath's as sweet as Odours blown,
By Zephyrus o'er the Vales ;
Her Skin's as fine and soft as Down,
Her Voice like Nightingale's.
Where e'er she Breaths, where e'er she sings,
How happy are the Groves ;
How blest ! how much more blest than Kings ?
The Shepherd's that she loves.
With gentle steps lets beat the ground,
In Gladsome Couples joyn'd •
For Joy that your Dori?idcCs found,
And ev'ry Lover kind.

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