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(45) [Page 31] - Come love, let's walk in yonder spring
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groan. For foliieSj fauks, fauUsj for fins and errors done.
I fee my hopes are blafted in t&eir bud.
And find mens favours are like fading flowK:
I find too late that words can do no good,
But lofs of time, and languifhing athours.
Thusfincelieei I figh, and fay therefore,
Hopes,favots,word$,begone, begone, begaila no more.
Since man is nothing but a nsafs of clay.
Our days not clfs butfcidovvs onthewsll;
Truft in the Lord, who lives and lafts for ay ;
Whofe favour found wiill neither fade nor fail.
My God , to thee I refign my mouth and mind :
Notruiiinyouth, in youth, norfanh in age I find.
THE XlVe SONG.
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Omc Love, kt's walk in yonder fpring, Where we fhal bear the
Black-bird iing, The Robin-red.brcaft and the ThruOij The Nighs
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