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〈♫〉〈♫〉 ONce Venus Cheeks that sham'd the Morn, her hew let fall; her Lips that Winter had out-born, in June in June look'd pale; her Heat grew cold, her Nectar dry, no Dew she had but in her Eye, the wonted fire and flames to mortifie. When was this so dismal sight? When Adonis, Adonis bad Good-night.
〈♫〉〈♫〉 ONce Venus Cheeks that sham'd the Morn, her hew let fall; her Lips that Winter had out-born, in June in June look'd pale; her Heat grew cold, her Nectar dry, no Dew she had but in her Eye, the wonted fire and flames to mortifie. When was this so dismal sight? When Adonis Adonis bad Good-night.
〈♫〉〈♫〉 ONce Venus Cheeks that sham'd the Morn, her hew let fall; her Lips that Winter had out-born, in June in June look'd pale; her Heat grew cold, her Nectar dry, no Dew she had but in her Eye, the wonted fire and flames to mortifie. When was this so dismal sight? When Adonis Adonis bad Good-night.