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How sweet I roam'd from field to field, |
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And tasted all the summer's pride, |
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'Till I the prince of love beheld, |
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Who in the sunny beams did glide! |
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He shew'd me lilies for my hair, |
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And blushing roses for my brow; |
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He led me through his gardens fair, |
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Where all his golden pleasures grow. |
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With sweet May dews my wings were wet, |
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And Phoebus fir'd my vocal rage; |
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He caught me in his silken net, |
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And shut me in his golden cage. |
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He loves to sit and hear me sing, |
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Then, laughing, sports and plays with me, |
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Then stretches out my golden wing, |
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And mocks my loss of liberty |
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Then stretches out my golden wing, |
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And mocks my loss of liberty |
