The poetical and dramatic works of Sir Charles Sedley Collected and Edited from the Old Editions: With a preface on the text, explanatory and textual notes, an appendix containing works of doubtful authenticity, and a bibliography: By V. de Sola Pinto |
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SONG
Smooth was the Water, calm the Air,
The Evening-Sun deprest,
Lawyers dismist the noisie Bar,
The Labourer at rest,
The Evening-Sun deprest,
Lawyers dismist the noisie Bar,
The Labourer at rest,
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When Strephon, with his charming Fair,
Cross'd the proud River Thames,
And to a Garden did repair,
To quench their mutual Flames.
Cross'd the proud River Thames,
And to a Garden did repair,
To quench their mutual Flames.
The crafty Waiter soon espy'd
Youth sparkling in her Eyes;
He brought no Ham, nor Neats-tongues dry'd,
But Cream and Strawberries.
Youth sparkling in her Eyes;
He brought no Ham, nor Neats-tongues dry'd,
But Cream and Strawberries.
The amorous Strephon ask'd the Maid,
What's whiter than this Cream?
She blush'd, and could not tell, she said:
Thy Teeth, my pretty Lamb.
What's whiter than this Cream?
She blush'd, and could not tell, she said:
Thy Teeth, my pretty Lamb.
What's redder than these Berries are?
I know not, she reply'd:
Those lips, which I'll no longer spare,
The burning Shepherd cry'd.
I know not, she reply'd:
Those lips, which I'll no longer spare,
The burning Shepherd cry'd.
And strait began to hug her:
This Kiss, my Dear,
Is sweeter far
Than Strawberries, Cream and Sugar.
This Kiss, my Dear,
Is sweeter far
Than Strawberries, Cream and Sugar.
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