When Spring came on with fresh delightTo cheer the soul, and charm the sightWhile every easy breezes, softer rainAnd warmer suns salute the plain
Come again: sweet love doth now invite,Thy graces that refrain,To do me due delight,To see, to hear, to touch, to kiss, to die,With thee again in sweetest sympathy.john dowland
Oh that it were my chief delightTo do the things I ought!Then let me try with all my mightTo mind what I am taught.jane taylor
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