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On a Fine Lady's Singing.

A Song, set by Mr. King, &c.

How like Elizium is the Grove,
When chaste Dorinda sings of Love?
It charms the troubled Soul to rest,
And makes a Calm in ev'ry Brest:
With various kinds of Harmony,
She strikes at once the Ear and Eye:
So soft her Voice, and she so Fair,
Gives double sweetness to the Air.
The wretched Strephon, dumb with Pain,
And Grief too heavy to complain:

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When soft Dorinda tunes her Voice,
Forgets his Woe, and dreams of Joys.
O Lovely Charmer! be so kind,
To ease sometimes a Wretches Mind:
His Groans with gentler Sounds controul,
And breathe a Balm into his Soul.