Pierides or The Muses Mount. By Hugh Crompton |
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15. An Epithalme.
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15. An Epithalme.
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Goe, goe to bed, brook no delay,The Curfew Saints-bell calls away,
Let Mars with Venus freely play.
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Be gone, be gone, let modestyNot check your fancies, but enjoy
These nuptiall pleasures legally.
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Doll, draw the curtains, let the eyesOf day be dark, lest she surprize
These (dove-like) sporting Didymies.
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Let stupid Morpheus be exil'd,Till (arme in arme) you both compil'd
Have laid down earnest for a child.
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