on chloris

    requesting me to give her a spring of blossomed thorn.

    from the white-blossom'd sloe my dear chloris requested

    a sprig, her fair breast to adorn:

    no, by heavens! i exclaim'd, let me perish, if ever

    i plant in that bosom a thorn!

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