Song CXI., p.355.

[Tea-Table Miscellany Contents]

KIndly, kindly, thus, my treasure, 

Ever love me, ever charm; 

Let the passion know no measure, 

Yet no jealous fear alarm. 

– 

Why shou’d we, our bliss beguiling, 

By dull doubting fall at odds? 

Meet my soft embraces smiling, 

We’ll be as happy as the Gods. 

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