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T m happy now; ah! let my head
Upon thy breaft recline; "
The pleafure ftrikes me near -hand -dead;
Is Jennj then fae kind.
O let me bri/. thee to my heart,
And round my arms entwine:
Dclightfu' thought! we'll never part,
Come, prefs thy mouth to mine.

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