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When she came ben she bobbit

Language: English

Ah! why to others art thou fair? 
Why from thy bosom's snowy white,
Thy smiles, thy cheeks, thy glossy hair, 
Shall other shepherds steal delight?

From morn to eve let me admire, 
Untir'd, thy converse sweet approve;
Thy charms, that other shepherds fire, 
O Delia, wrong my constant love.

I feel the beauties that are thine, 
Yet, let my heart alone adore;
An avarice of love is mine, 
That doats like misers on their store.

Then, Delia, view my secret vale, 
And with thy smiles indulge the swain;
How blest to tell the love-sick tale 
To her whom thousands seek in vain.


Submitted by Ferdinando Albeggiani

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Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive)


Text added to the website: 2012-09-24.
Last modified: 2014-06-16 10:05:03
Line count: 16
Word count: 102

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