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art coo nigh of kin, To come or go, as thy defires have bceOe
Arifei bright Day, it's time to claim thy right ;
Djfperfe the clouds , and with thy goidsn beamSs
Both comfort mc , and ftrick the churliOi Night,
That would not go and y*«ld mc plcafanf drsams-
A rife , arife.
And with tliy rofie fiogrys point me wher« flie ly'ts ;
Teacfe ine but once , and put mc in her ftgttr .>>
That I may know who gives the greatcft sight.
Stay , gentle Nightj left thou prove more unkiijd,
To leave us langnifli , who enjoys cur lore s-
Gonotawajy, but let us here confin'd,
Nor part ui from thefe pleaiurts which we prove.
But ftay , oh I ftay ;
For I muft go, and Jove my Love, if you peep Day 5
Andifjiou do, ;'ou turn fofoon again?
1 hat our dtdres miy feel no worUs difdain.
Let never fifing Day beresve thee oUhy right.
Who can betray thee with his golden beams.
Let usenjtvytheeftill, fwect gentle Niglif»
That we may (urjfit in thofe pleafant dreams.
Advife. sdviff :
And never letfhe light of Djj' fhine where fne !;ie!: ;
But if ihoudoft, or let me in hrr fight,
There is no doubt , flie gives tht greater light.
And if thou wilf fo D^> refign thjy due,
,/md fo divoi-ce me fromtnylweereft Dear,
In Secret rilence (balmy heart fo rue,
Wifiiing the Day were done,if^ou were there j
That file, that fhe.
And LmayTpend thefiient Night where we would be|
Where ^ratling Day dare never more appear,
Norjiet prclent to wrong my dcareft Dear.
FINIS.
THE XLI. SONG.
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Here is athing that much is us'd, It*s called LovCj with mcti abui'dj
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