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MISCELLANIES.
What tender passions take their turns,What home-felt raptures move?His heart now melts, now leaps, now burns,With rev'rence, hope, and love.
Chorus.Hence guilty joys, distastes, surmizes,False oaths, false tears, deceits, disguises,Dangers, doubts, delays, surprizes;Fires that scorch, yet dare not shine:Purest love's unwasting treasure,Constant faith, fair hope, long leisure,Days of ease, and nights of pleasure;Sacred Hymen! these are thine.

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