A SONG,

[...] Belinda's pretty, pretty, pleasing Form does my happy, happy, happy, happy Fancy charm: Her prittle-prattle, tittle-tattles all engageing, most obliging; whilst I'm pressing, clasping, kissing, Oh! Oh! how She does my Soul alarm—larm There is such Magick in her Eyes, Such Magick in her Eyes, in her Eyes, does my wo—nd'ring Heart Surprise: Her prinking, mimping, twinking, pinking; whilst I'm courting, for trans­porting, how like an Angel She panting lyes, She pa—nting lyes, lyes.

For the Flute.

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