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Orpheus Caledonius.
Yet Hopes again to fee my Love,
To feaft on glowing KilTes,
Shall make my Cares at diftance move.
In profped of fuch BliiTes.
In all my Soul there's not one Place,
To let a Rival enter :
Since fhe excels in every Grace,
In her my Love (hall center.
The Sea (hall fooncr ceafe to flow.
Its Waves ^\\z Alps ihall cover,
On GreenUndl^^ fhallRofes grow,
Before I ceafe to love her.
The next time I go o'er the Moor,
She fhall a Lover find me ;
And that my Faith is firm and pure,
Tho' I left her behind me;
Then Hymen's facrcd Bonds Ihall chain.
My Heart to her fair Bofom,
And while my Being does remain.
My Love more frefh fliall blofTom.
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