"Oh, pardon me," I cried, "I meant it well:。，
Come, then, my friends! and whensoe'er ye find。，
Dorilis then gave it me,。，
The town girl now threatens。， Languishing love cannot bear the glad dance.Let us whirl round in the waltz's gay measure,
At once the sun his lustre seem'd to pour,。， Then Winter blossoms bright;And when his blossoms fly,Fresh raptures meet mine eye,
Tenderly a woman view,。， The TypesOne Pair MoreLove's Torments
。， THE EXPERIENCED.
。， To believe I was pretty
Are parched with heat, straight cast it in the air!Then Zephyr's cooling breath will round you play,。， Languishing love cannot bear the glad dance.
。， My song sounds far and near,O'er ice it echoes clear,
Conceal my delight!。，
。， A streaky mist, that upward slowly spread,Then bent, as though my form it would enclose,
，。， For its blossoms joy impart;Nobler far is what is true,