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A sweet disorder in the dressKindles in clothes a wantonness.
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You say to me-wards your affection's strong;Pray love me little, so you love me long.
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Attempt the end, and never stand to doubt;Nothing's so hard but search will find it out.
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Get up, sweet Slug-a-bed, and seeThe dew bespangling herb and tree.
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'Tis sin,Nay, profanation to keep in.
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Then while time serves, and we are but decaying.Come, my Corinna, come, let's go a Maying.
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Art quickens nature; care will make a face; Neglected beauty perisheth apace.
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