Catches, canons and drinking songs
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Chloe, the wonder of her sex,
’tis well her heart is tender,
how might such killing eyes perplex,
did virtue but defend her,
but nature, merciful and kind,
not bent to vex, but please us,
has to her boundless beauty joined
a boundless will to ease us.