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[One fancy kicks another's heel]
One fancy kicks another's heel;
But let us seize one while it trembles
In act to fly, and make't reveal
Wherein each bloom her charms resembles.
But let us seize one while it trembles
In act to fly, and make't reveal
Wherein each bloom her charms resembles.
These violets blue, not filled with dew,
But with my tears—are not these weepers—
“What would you say? her eyes are grey,
And never flash'd two merrier peepers!”
But with my tears—are not these weepers—
“What would you say? her eyes are grey,
And never flash'd two merrier peepers!”
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