JOCKIES Happy Meeting
WITH
Fair SILVIA in the GROVE.
To the Tune of, Jenny my blithest Lass, etc. Or, Silvia thou brightest, etc.
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I.
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SIlvia, thou bright and charming Maid,
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prethee let me now prevail and move
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Thy soft young Heart, and be not afraid,
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but give ear and listen to my love:
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So sweet a Face was made to Charm,
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let my Fairest fancy me.
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Nor by thy Eyes, nor by thy Brow,
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let thy Jockey any Coyness see.
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Choru[s].
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In the Lovers Shady-Mirtle-Grove,
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All the Joys of Youth wee'll prove;
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While Nightingals sing Songs of Love,
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such as might entice and charm great Jove.
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II.
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A fair long-lasting Summers Day,
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will to Jockey seem but short;
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When ev'ry young, gay, Winged-Hour,
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flies away in such beguiling Sport.
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Blush not, nor let Jockey see Disdain,
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think upon the Tender Boy,
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Of all his Art, Youth, Love, and Charms,
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thus young Men with Maidens use to toy.
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Chorus. In the Lovers Shady, etc.
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III.
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The young, sweet, beauteous, silken Flow'rs
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(blew-vein'd Violets where we lean)
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Can tell no Tales of Youth and Love,
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for (my Fair) they know not what we mean.
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And the young Maids like sweet Springing Flowers
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should be gather'd in their prime;
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For they soon lose both their Life and Leaves
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pine away and Dye in little time.
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Chorus. In the Lovers Shady, etc.
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IV.
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Silvia, then Dearest yield to me,
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to thy onely true Love now,
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I am a young, brisk, and bonny Boy,
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gang along with me to yonder Bough:
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No noise or bus'ness shall there molest.
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like Elizium 'twill appear,
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Where all the young, and happy rest,
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then my fairest Silvia never fear:
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Chorus. In the Lovers Shady, etc.
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V.
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At this fair Silvia with Virgin fear,
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first grew pale, then by and by,
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A quick, bright, harmless, lovely Fire,
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flasht like Lightning from the beauteous sky
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Thus brisk young Jockey had learnt an Art
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to enjoy what lovers wish,
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And at the last won Silvia's heart,
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from which Nymph he often had a Kiss:
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Chorus. In the Lovers Shady, etc.
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VI.
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Within each others twining Arms,
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thus these happy Lovers lay,
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In all the pleasing Charms of Love,
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till Aurora rising, brought the day:
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Silvia's young Frozen Virgin heart,
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by her Jockey thus was won,
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And all her Coyness did melt away,
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like the Mountain Snow with mid-day Sun.
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Chorus.
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In the Lovers Shady Mirtle-Grove,
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all the Joys of Youth we'll prove,
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While Nightingales sing Songs of Love,
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such as might entice and charm great Jove.
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