Jewels of ingenvity, Set in a Coronet of Poetry By the Industry of T. J. [i.e. Thomas Jordan] |
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The third Song at their preparation to Bed.
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The third Song at their preparation to Bed.
Welcome gentle nightThou bring'st all delight,
When thy sable Curtain spreads
Upon the melting mirth of marriage Beds.
Here those joys are free,
Which no eye may see
But the Bridegroom and the Bride,
Between the twilight and the morning-tide.
In Cupids Bushes.
They hide their Blushes.
This Battel breeds no scar,
Such sights as these
Did sweetly please,
The Queen of Pleasure, and the God of War.
When this is doing,
There ends the Wooing,
I will no further pry
What more I know,
I dare not show,
Each Lover here can tell as well as I.
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