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How sweet I roam'd from to field,
And all the summer's pride,
'Till I the of love beheld,
Who in the sunny did glide!

He shew'd me for my hair,
And blushing for my brow;
He led me through his fair,
Where all his pleasures grow.

With sweet May dews my wings wet,
And Phoebus fir'd my vocal
He caught me in his net,
And shut me in his cage.

He loves to sit and me sing,
Then, laughing, and plays with me,
Then out my golden wing,
And mocks my of liberty.