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 Little gaudy fluttering miſſes,

Smiling hopes of future bliſſes. Ever, &c.

All that rip'ning fun can bring,

Beauteous ſummer beauteous ſpring,

In one varying ſcene we ſhow,

The green, the ripe, the bud, the blow. Ever, &c.

Be it peace or be it war,

Both, or either, I don’t care;

Prithee Colin, what have you,

Or I with peace or war to do? Ever, &c.

Comes   muſic charming;

Wine inspiring, banty warxing;

Rage and party-malice dies,

Peace returns, and diſcord flies;

Emblems of the joys above,

All is rapture, all is love.