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| Trip it
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| About him go
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| Pinch him
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| Drive 'em hence
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| May the God of wit inspire
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| Now join your warbling voices
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| Sing, sing while we trip it
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| Hush, no more
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| I press her hand gently
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| A thousand, thousand ways
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| Now the night is chas'd away
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| Hail! Hail! great parent (I)
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| Hail! Hail! great parent (II)
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| Thus wildly we live
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| Hark! Hark! - Hymen, appear
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| They shall be as happy
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