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[ A] 〈♫〉〈♫〉 IN some kind Dream up—on her Slumbers steal, and to Lu- cyn—da, all I beg, re—veal; breath gent—lest Words in—to her Ears, words full of Love, words full of Love, but full of Fears; such words as may prevail, like Pray'rs from a poor dy—ing Martyr's tongue, from a poor dy—ing Martyr's
Tongue, by the sweet Voice of Pi—ty sung. Touch, touch with the Voice the more in—chan—ting Lute, touch with the Voice the more in- chan—ting Lute, to make the Charms strike, strike all Re—pul—ses mute: These may in—sen—si—bly impart, these may in-
sen—si—bly impart, my tender Wishes to her Heart, and by a sym-pa—the-tick force, so tune its Strings to Love's Discourse; that when my Griefs com—pell a Groan,
[ B] 〈♫〉〈♫〉 In some kind Dream up—on her Slumbers steal, and to Lu- cyn—da, all I beg, re—veal; breath gent—lest Words in—to her Ears, words full of Love, full of Love, full of Love, but full of Fears; such words as may prevail, like Pray'rs from a poor dying Martyr's tongue, from a poor dying Martyr's, Martyr's to gue, by the
sweet Voice of Pi—ty sung, of Pi—ty sung. Touch, touch with the Voice, touch with the Voice the more in—chan—ting Late, the more in—chan—ting Lute, to make the Charms strike, strike all Re—pul—ses mute: These may in-sen—si—bly impart, these may in—sen—si—bly im-
part, my ten—der Wishes, tender Wishes to her Heart, and by a sym-pa-the-tick force, so tune its Strings to Love's Discourse; that when my Griefs com—pell a Groan,
[ C] 〈♫〉〈♫〉
〈♫〉〈♫〉
〈♫〉〈♫〉