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SCENE the last.
Graspall.Well, since I must, I must, howe'er I'm loth;
Rise up, my Children, Heaven bless you both.
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Thanks, gen'rous Friend, how much I owe your Care,
My future Actions shall at large declare.
AIR.
Leander.
My Idol, my Treasure,
The Source of all Pleasure,
Words ne'er can my Raptures discover;
Clar.
I love you, believe me,
Then not to deceive me,
Profess not too much my young Lover.
R. Hood.
See how along the East the purple Morn
Drives the young Hours, and dims pale Cynthia's Horn;
To-day you both a Forest-Chear must prove,
At Night we'll leave you to the Sweets of Love.
AIR.
To an Arbor of Woodbine ye both shall be led,
Soft Leaves for your Pillows, the Grass for your Bed,
While wanton young Sparrows chirp over your Head,
All under the green Wood Shade.
Soft Leaves for your Pillows, the Grass for your Bed,
While wanton young Sparrows chirp over your Head,
All under the green Wood Shade.
When the Moon with pale Lustre just gleams thro' the Grove,
And Nightingales answer the chaste Turtle-Dove,
The Maid, without blushing, shall grasp her true Love.
All under the green Wood Shade.
And Nightingales answer the chaste Turtle-Dove,
The Maid, without blushing, shall grasp her true Love.
All under the green Wood Shade.
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Tho' Frowns for a while arm the Face of the Fair,
Yet soon our young Lover forgets all his Care,
For Phillis cries, Do not, oh! do not despair.
All under the green Wood Shade.
Yet soon our young Lover forgets all his Care,
For Phillis cries, Do not, oh! do not despair.
All under the green Wood Shade.
CHORUS.
Dance, and sing, and sport, and play,
'Tis Clarinda's Wedding-Day.
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