Pious Celinda goes to prayers
If I but ask the favour
And yet the tender fool's in tears
When she believes I’ll leave her
Would I were free from this restraint
Or else had hopes to win her;
Would she could make of me a saint
Or I of her a sinner!
If I but ask the favour
And yet the tender fool's in tears
When she believes I’ll leave her
Would I were free from this restraint
Or else had hopes to win her;
Would she could make of me a saint
Or I of her a sinner!
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