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Song IX. The Secret Kiss.

At the silent evening hour,
Two fond lovers in a bower
Sought their mutal bliss;
Tho' her heart was just relenting,
Tho' her eyes seem'd just consenting,
Yet she fear'd to kiss.

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Since this secret shade, he cry'd,
Will those rosy blushes hide,
Why will you resist?
When no tell-tale spy is near us,
Eye not sees, nor ear can hear us,
Who wou'd not be kiss'd?
Molly hearing what he said,
Blushing lifted up her head,
Her breast soft wishes fill;
Since, she cry'd, no spy is near us,
Eye not sees, nor ear can hear us,
Kiss—or what you will.