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And David’s Lips are lock’t; but in divine
High piping Pehlevi, with “Wine! Wine! Wine!
“Red Wine!”- the Nightingale cries to the Rose
That yellow Cheek of hers to incarnadine.
High piping Pehlevi, with “Wine! Wine! Wine!
“Red Wine!”- the Nightingale cries to the Rose
That yellow Cheek of hers to incarnadine.

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