A Song
Wanton Cupids, cease to hover
Thus around the smiling fair;
You exclude a faithful lover,
With your too officious care.
Ye little loves, away, begone
To some remote and silent grove,
And leave Alexis here alone.
To tell his humble tale of love.
Thus around the smiling fair;
You exclude a faithful lover,
With your too officious care.
Ye little loves, away, begone
To some remote and silent grove,
And leave Alexis here alone.
To tell his humble tale of love.
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