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Spring invites, the Troops are going, let Tears be flowing,
 * Spring invites, the Troops are going, ah, cruel smart,
 * Midst alarming, dreadful harming,
 * Spare him Fate, who charms my Heart.

Flora, bring no more with Pleasure, thy gaudy Treasure,
 * Zephire, bring no more with Pleasure, refreshing Joys,
 * Each Flower growing, sweetly blowing,
 * Make me vent a thousand Sighs.

Ye tall Trees, whose gloomy shading, the light invading,
 * Ye tall Trees, whose gloomy shading, the day conceal,
 * Shew by Sorrow, Night and Morrow,
 * Cloudy Woes, like those I feel.