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Hail to those groves
Where we enjoyed our loves
So many days! May the trees be springing
And the pretty birds be singing
The roundelays!
Oh, may the grass grow ever green
Whereon we lying
Have oft been trying
More several ways of pleasure than love's queen
Which once in bed with Mars by all the gods was seen! .....from See the Building by Anonymous
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