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I Rather Would Entreat Thy Company; To See The Wonders Of The World Abroad, Than, Living Dully Sluggardized At Home, Wear Out Thy Youth With Shapeless Idleness.

And Therefore Is Love Said To Be A Child, Because In Choice He Is So Oft Beguil'd

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Fair Thoughts And Happy Hours Attend On You.

On The Bat’s Back I Do Fly After Summer Merrily.