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Then she sat down and tun’d her spinnet,
which made the valleys echo round,
Which wak’d the early lark and linnet,
who in concert join’d the long.
Her tempting dresses my joy increases,
whilst her hair hung dangling down,
Her snow white bread: was almostt naked,
which might engage a monarch’s crown.
Then I fancy’d she drew near me,
with a blooming melting air,
She by her count’nance seem’d to fear me,
and soon repented she came there:
Then I arose and gently seiz’d her,
and in haste bore her away ;
And in my arms I did convey her,
to the arbour where I lay.
She soon reviv’d her sense, and said, sir,
O! you will kill me, I’m undone ;
Why will you smother a harmless maid sir?
pray let me go, sir, I must be gone.
Then in my arms with am’rous kisses,
I caressed the sobbing dame,
But in the height of all these blesses,
alas!. I found it was a dream.
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THE very night this young man dreamed
