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| Nymph, unjustly you inveigh Love, like us, must fate obey Since 'tis nature's law to change, Constancy alone is strange. See the heavens in lightenings break Next in storms of thunder speak Till a kind rain from above Makes a calm--so 'tis is love Flames begin our first address Like meeting thunder we embrace Then, you know, the showers that fall Quench the fire and quiet all |
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