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Page 34
... pleasure alone shalt thou steal ; Beam , bright eyelid ! no weeping shall stain thee , Tears of rapture alone shalt thou feel . Oh ! if there be a charm * In love to banish harm , If pleasure's truest spell Be to love well , Then be ...
... pleasure alone shalt thou steal ; Beam , bright eyelid ! no weeping shall stain thee , Tears of rapture alone shalt thou feel . Oh ! if there be a charm * In love to banish harm , If pleasure's truest spell Be to love well , Then be ...
Page 127
... pleasure where e'er we rove , To be doom'd to find something still that is dear , And to know when far from the lips we love , We have but to make love to the lips we are near . " Twere a shame , when flowers around us rise , To make ...
... pleasure where e'er we rove , To be doom'd to find something still that is dear , And to know when far from the lips we love , We have but to make love to the lips we are near . " Twere a shame , when flowers around us rise , To make ...
Page 152
... pleasure has in it , Is always so slow to come forth , That seldom , alas , till the minute It dies , do we know half its worth ! But come , may our life's happy measure Be all of such moments made up ; They're born on the bosom of pleasure ...
... pleasure has in it , Is always so slow to come forth , That seldom , alas , till the minute It dies , do we know half its worth ! But come , may our life's happy measure Be all of such moments made up ; They're born on the bosom of pleasure ...
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