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At Eve what time the flocks go forth to graze I'll follow where yon silver current strays; And as it flows; behold; I'll cry Pleasure's fleet emblem passes by Pass on false freind! we past without a sigh. 6 Come then, thou pure, & much lov'd youth Holy interpreter of truth; Freind of my Soul my bosom's wedded lord; Impart those treasure's which thy mind hath stood. By the soft link of nuptial love Lead me the way that I should move And wed me [[underline]] to that bliss which reigns [[/underline]] above. [[foreign: French]] L'excès de la prosperité énerve les hommes, et en leur ouvrant la porte des vices, leur [[underline]] ferme [[/underline]] celle du bonheur. [[/foreign]]
