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[Oh! how soft it is to see]
Oh! how soft it is to see
The fair one we believe untrue,
Eagar and impatient be
To be reconcil'd a new;
When their little cheats of Love
Shall with reasons be excus'd,
Oh! how soft it is to prove,
With what ease we are abus'd!
The fair one we believe untrue,
Eagar and impatient be
To be reconcil'd a new;
When their little cheats of Love
Shall with reasons be excus'd,
Oh! how soft it is to prove,
With what ease we are abus'd!
When we come to understand
How unjust are all our fears;
And to feel the lovely hand
Wiping from our Eyes the tears.
And a thousand Favors pay
For every drop they kiss away,
Oh! how soft it is to yeild,
To the maid just reconcil'd.
How unjust are all our fears;
And to feel the lovely hand
Wiping from our Eyes the tears.
And a thousand Favors pay
For every drop they kiss away,
Oh! how soft it is to yeild,
To the maid just reconcil'd.
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