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Song: The Willing Mistriss

Amyntas led me to a Grove,

Where all the Trees did shade us;

The Sun it self, though it had Strove,

It could not have betray'd us:

The place secur'd from humane Eyes,

No other fear allows,

But when the Winds that gently rise,

Doe Kiss…

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Song: The Willing Mistriss

Whilst those his thoughts Exprest:

And lay'd me gently on the Ground;

Ah who can guess the rest?


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