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PS-Song"HowSweet"1;   E412|        How sweet I roam'd from field to field,
PS-Song"HowSweet"2;   E412|        And tasted all the summer's pride,

 
PS-Song"HowSweet"3;   E413|        'Till I the prince of love beheld,
PS-Song"HowSweet"4;   E413|        Who in the sunny beams did glide!

 
PS-Song"HowSweet"5;   E413|        He shew'd me lilies for my hair,
PS-Song"HowSweet"6;   E413|        And blushing roses for my brow;
PS-Song"HowSweet"7;   E413|        He led me through his gardens far,
PS-Song"HowSweet"8;   E413|        Where all his golden pleasures grow,

 
PS-Song"HowSweet"9;   E413|        With sweet May dews my wings were wet,
PS-Song"HowSweet"10; E413|        And Phoebus fir'd my vocal rage;
PS-Song"HowSweet"11; E413|        He caught me in his silken net,
PS-Song"HowSweet"12; E413|        And shut me in his golden cage.

 
PS-Song"HowSweet"13; E413|        He loves to sit and hear me sing,
PS-Song"HowSweet"14; E413|        Then, laughing, sports and plays with me;
PS-Song"HowSweet"15; E413|        Then stretches out my golden wing,
PS-Song"HowSweet"16; E413|        And mocks my loss of liberty.