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On a bank of flowers, in a summer day, / For summer lightly drest, / The youthful, blooming Nelly lay, / With love and sleep opprest; / When Willie, wand'ring thro' the wood, / Who for her favour oft had sued; / He gaz'd, he wish'd / He fear'd, he blush'd, / And trembled where he stood.
Her closed eyes, like weapons sheath'd, / Were seal'd in soft repose; / Her lip, still as she fragrant breath'd, / It richer dyed the rose; / The springing lilies, sweetly prest, / Wild-wanton kissed her rival breast; / He gaz'd, he wish'd, / He mear'd, he blush'd, / His bosom ill at rest.