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LOVE AMONG THE ROSES.

Love flew to the Paphian bower,

And gather’d sweets from many a flower,

From roses and sweet jessamine,

The lily and the eglantine.

Young Love, &c.

The Graces there were culling posies,

The Graces, &c.

And found young Love among the roses.