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ORIGIN OF SONG-WRITING
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With many a ſweet and tender lay
Deceiv'd the tireſome ſummer-day.

 'Tis yours to cull with happy art
Each meaning verſe that ſpeaks the heart;
And fair array'd, in order meet,
To lay the wreath at beauty's feet.

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