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thy looks have kill'd my heart,

I pass the day in pain!

When night returns I feel the smart,

and wish for thee in vain;

I'm starving cold, while thou art warm;

have pity and incline,

And grant me for a hap that charm-

ing petticoat of thine.

My ravish'd fancy in amaze

still wanders o'er thy charms,

Delusive dreams ten thousand ways

present thee to my arms!