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by Robert Herrick
Let us, though late, at last, my Silvia, wed1; And loving lie in one devoted2 bed. Thy watch may stand, my minutes fly post haste; No sound calls back the year that once is past. Then, sweetest Silvia, let's no longer stay; True love, we know, precipitates3 delay. Away with doubts, all scruples4 hence remove! No man, at one time, can be wise, and love. 点击收听单词发音
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