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AH, how sweet are the cooling Breez, And the blooming Trees, When into his Bower Love guides Musidora, When we meet there, the Nightingales sing pretty Tales, Mistaking my Dear for the Goddess Aurora, Jessamines and Roses, A thousand pretty Poses, The Summer's Queen discloses, And strews as she walks.

Oh Venus, oh, how sweet are the cooling Breez, And the blooming Trees, When into his Bower Love guides Musidora, Passion, Devotion, she gains with each Motion, Lutes too, and Flutes too, are heard when she talks. Oh Venus, oh, how sweet are the cooling Breez, And the blooming Trees, When into his Bower Love guides Musidora.