.Filthy harlots - the Lord's grape!
With lore ornamented entreating;
Hollow-hearted, heart-departed -
Yet thou reapest the blooming rose -
When 'tis the weed which is to be swath'd
I do, in the blooming flower, pleasure find!
And me in the yesterday's bind?!
Innocence is rese.
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