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[Who with me will wander? straying]
Who with me will wander? straying
Through the purple vines I go;
Laughing with the Nymphs, and playing
Where the richest clusters grow:
Who will wander with me?
Through the purple vines I go;
Laughing with the Nymphs, and playing
Where the richest clusters grow:
Who will wander with me?
Round my staff the tendrils wreathing,
Thus the' autumnal prize I bear;
All it's musky ripeness breathing
Sweets to load the wings of air.
Who will wander with me?
Thus the' autumnal prize I bear;
All it's musky ripeness breathing
Sweets to load the wings of air.
Who will wander with me?
Who with me will wander, joying?
Welcome to the fair and gay;
Never cloy'd, and never cloying;
Here and there, and then away?
Who will wander with me?
Welcome to the fair and gay;
Never cloy'd, and never cloying;
Here and there, and then away?
Who will wander with me?
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