| Oh how Happy’s he, who from,
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| Oh! the mighty pow’r of Love,
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162
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| Oh the Charming Month of May,
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344
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| Oh Roger I've been to see Eugene,
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| Of all the handsome Ladies,
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| Phillis lay aside your Thinking,
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107
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| Pish fye, you're rude Sir,
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108
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| Phillis, I can ne’er forgive it,
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187
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| Poor Sawney had marry’d a Wife,
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| R
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| Room for Gentlemen,
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136
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| Retire old Miser,
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| Richest Gift of lavish Nature,
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264
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| S
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| She met with a Country-man,
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31
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| Stand clear, my Masters,
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62
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| Sometimes I am a Tapster new,
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91
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| She went Apparell’d neat and fine,
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95
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| Say cruel Amoret, how long,
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112
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| Such command o’er my Fate
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113
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| Sit you merry Gallants,
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145
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| Since Phillis swears Inconstancy,
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194
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| Some in the Town go betimes
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197
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| Suppose a Man does all he can,
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| Sors sine visu,
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| See bleeding at your Feet
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311
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| Since Tom’s in the Chair, and every one here
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| Such a happy, happy, Life,
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| To meet her Mars the Queen of Love,
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19
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| Thus Damon knock’d at Cælia’s Door,
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37
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| The World is a Bubble and full of
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38
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| Through the cold shady Woods,
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44
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| The gordian Knot,
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88
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| There Dwelt a Widow in this Town,
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