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How sweet I roam'd from field to field And tasted all the summer's pride 'Till I the prince of love beheld Who in the sunny beams did glide! He shew'd me lilies for my hair And blushing roses for my brow He led me through his gardens fair Where all his golden pleasures grow With sweet May dews my wings were wet And Phoebus fir'd my vocal rage He caught me in his silken net And shut me in his golden cage He loves to sit and hear me sing Then laughing sports and plays with me Then stretches out my golden wing And mocks my loss of liberty 
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