on a bank of flowers
on a bank of flowers, in a summer day,
for summer lightly drest,
the youthful, blooming nelly y,
with love and sleep opprest;
when willie, wand thro' the wood,
who for her favour oft had sued;
he gaz'd, he wish'd
he fear'd, he blush'd,
and trembled where he stood.
her closed eyes, like ons sheath'd,
were seal'd in soft repose;
her lip, still as she fragrant breath'd,
it richer dyed the rose;
the springing lilies, sweetly prest,
wild-wanton kissed her rival breast;
he gaz'
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