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| 1 | 1 | My | My goddess Lydia, heav'nly fair, |
| 2 | 2 | As lilies sweet, as soft as air; | As lilies sweet, as soft as air; |
| 3 | 3 | Let loose thy tresses, spread thy charms, | |
| 4 | 4 | And | And to my love give fresh alarms. |
| 5 | 5 | ||
| 6 | 6 | O | O let me gaze on those bright eyes, |
| 7 | 7 | Though sacred lightning from them flies: | |
| 8 | 8 | Show me that soft, that modest grace, | |
| 9 | 9 | Which paints with charming red thy face. | |
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| 11 | Give me ambrosia in a kiss, | ||
| 12 | That I may rival Jove in bliss; | ||
| 13 | That I may mix my soul with thine, | ||
| 14 | And make the pleasure all divine. | ||
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| 16 | O hide thy bosom's killing white, | ||
| 17 | (The milky way is not so bright) | ||
| 18 | Lest you my ravish'd soul oppress, | ||
| 19 | With beauty's pomp and sweet excess. | ||
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| 21 | Why draw'st thou from the purple flood | ||
| 22 | Of my kind heart the vital blood? | ||
| 23 | Thou art all over endless charms; | ||
| 24 | O ! take me, dying, to thy arms. |
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