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THE Lover's Triumph.
A SONG.
Ye beauteous Nymphs, and jovial Swains!
Who worship Cytherea's Shrine,
With joyful Ecchoes fill the Plains;
For now the fair Olinda's mine.
Who worship Cytherea's Shrine,
With joyful Ecchoes fill the Plains;
For now the fair Olinda's mine.
Ye chirping Birds! convey your Notes
Through all the Regions of the Air;
And stretch your little warbling Throats,
To tell she's Kind as well as Fair.
Through all the Regions of the Air;
And stretch your little warbling Throats,
To tell she's Kind as well as Fair.
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