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U7 |
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Ye Zephyrs gay, that fan the air, And wanton through the grove,
Oh ! whisper to my charming fair, I die for her, and love. This lass so neat, &c
How happy will the shepherd be, Who calls this nymph his own ;—
Oh ! may her choice be fix'd on me, Mine's fix'd on her alone. This lass so neat, &c.
Words by Mc Nally. Tune by Hook. |
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cv PHILLIS, TALK NO MORE OF PASSION |
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See the winged moments flying, Whereon Youth and Beauty ride ;
She, who long persists denying, Ne'er can hope to be a bride.
From the British Musical Miscellany. Tune by Monro. |
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