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So as he sate, with Lass or toys the Youth;
Or soft he sooth's, for foft can Cubbin sooth.
There sweetly oped each Flower the little Lip,
Fresh Honey-dew and Evening Air to sip.
Was, when his Cade he'd kiss, and pretty play:
Or bath in Brook, then roll on tender Lea.
Or soft he sooth's, for foft can Cubbin sooth.
There sweetly oped each Flower the little Lip,
Fresh Honey-dew and Evening Air to sip.
Was, when his Cade he'd kiss, and pretty play:
Or bath in Brook, then roll on tender Lea.
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