To-Day
Why, why so careful, O my sweet,
So jealous of thy virgin bloom!
No lover's lips thy lips will meet
When once to death they come.
Nay, let us live and let us love
Before we pass in dust away,
And all the joys of Venus prove
While there is time to-day.
So jealous of thy virgin bloom!
No lover's lips thy lips will meet
When once to death they come.
Nay, let us live and let us love
Before we pass in dust away,
And all the joys of Venus prove
While there is time to-day.
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