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With a garland of straw I'll crown thee, love,
I’ll marry thee with a rush ring:
Thy frozen heart shall melt with love,
so merrily I shall sing.Yet still, &c.
But if you'll harden your heart, love,
and be deaf to my pitiful moan,
Ah! I must endure the smart, love,
and tumble in straw alone.Yet still, &c.
PINKY-HOUSE
By Pinky-House oft let me walk,
while circled in my hands,
I hear my Nelly sweetly talk,
and gaze o'er all her charms;
O let me, ever fond, behold
those graces void of art!
Those cheerful smiles that sweetly hold
in willing chains my heart.
O come, my love! and. bring anew
that gentle turn of mind;
That gracefulness of air, in you,
by Nature's hand design'd:
That beauty like the blushing rose,
first lighted up this flame;
Which, like the sun, for ever glows
within my breast the same!
Ye light Coquets! ye airy things!
how vain is all your art!
How seldom it a lover brings!
how rarely keeps a heart!
