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Song Sylvia The Fair In The Bloom Of Fifteen

Sylvia the fair, in the bloom of fifteen,

Felt an innocent warmth as she lay on the green:

She had heard of a pleasure, and something she

By the towsing and tumbling and touching her breast:

She saw the men eager, but was at a

What they meant by their sighing and kissing so close;

By their praying and whining,

And clasping and twining,

And panting and wishing,

And sighing and kissing,

And sighing and kissing so close."Ah!" she cried, "ah, for a languishing

In a country of Christians to die without aid!

Not a Whig, or a Tory, or Trimmer at least,

Or a Protestant parson, or Catholic priest,

To instruct a young virgin that is at a

What they meant by their sighing and kissing so close;

By their praying and whining,

And clasping and twining,

And panting and wishing,

And sighing and kissing,

And sighing and kissing so close."Cupid in shape of a swain did appear;

He saw the sad wound, and in pity drew near;

Then showed her his arrow, and bid her not fear,

For the pain was no more than a maiden may bear;

When the balm was infused, she was not at a

What they meant by their sighing and kissing so close;

By their praying and whining,

And clasping and twining,

And panting and wishing,

And sighing and kissing,

And sighing and kissing so close.

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John Henry Dryden

John Dryden (/ˈdraɪdən/; 19 August [O.S. 9 August] 1631 – 12 May [O.S. 1 May] 1700) was an English poet, literary critic, translator, and playw…

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