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Lycidas.
From me, my Fair-one fled, dissembling play,
And in the dark conceal'd the Wanton lay;
But laugh'd, and shew'd by the directing Sound
She only hid, in secret to be found.
From me, my Fair-one fled, dissembling play,
And in the dark conceal'd the Wanton lay;
But laugh'd, and shew'd by the directing Sound
She only hid, in secret to be found.
Daphnis.
Far hence to happier Climes Belinda strays,
But in my Breast her lovely Image stays;
O! to these Plains again, bright Nymph, repair,
Or from my Breast far hence thy Image bear!
Far hence to happier Climes Belinda strays,
But in my Breast her lovely Image stays;
O! to these Plains again, bright Nymph, repair,
Or from my Breast far hence thy Image bear!
Lycidas.
Come, Delia, come, till Delia bless these Seats,
Hide me, ye Groves, within your dark Retreats!
In hollow Groans, ye Winds, around me blow!
Ye bubbling Fountains, murmur to my Woe!
Come, Delia, come, till Delia bless these Seats,
Hide me, ye Groves, within your dark Retreats!
In hollow Groans, ye Winds, around me blow!
Ye bubbling Fountains, murmur to my Woe!
Daph-
