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BESSY BELL:
To be sung in altern Courses and modern Voices.
By Corymbæus.
Damætus Eliza-Bella.
Dam. MY bonny Bell, I love thee so well,
I would thou would scud a lang hither,
That we might here in a Cellar dwell,
And blend our Bows together!
Dear art to me as thy geer's to thee,
The World will never suspect us,
This Place it is private, 'tis Folly to drive it,
Love's Spies have no Eyes to detect us.
Bell. Trust me, Damætus, Youth will
not let us
Yet to be sing'd with Love's Taper
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