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ODE XXXIV.
[Fly me not, because you see]
Fly me not, because you see
That my hair is white, nor be
Therefore adverse to my suit:
Why should we scorn th' autumnal fruit?
Or is it fit your tender years,
In which the flower of youth appears,
Should my consort so disdain?
That my hair is white, nor be
Therefore adverse to my suit:
Why should we scorn th' autumnal fruit?
Or is it fit your tender years,
In which the flower of youth appears,
Should my consort so disdain?
You may see in garlands, plain,
With what grace the lilies shine,
When with roses they entwine.
With what grace the lilies shine,
When with roses they entwine.
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