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10. TO SILVIA TO WED.

Let us, though late, at last, my Silvia, wed,
And loving lie in one devoted 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, precipitates delay.
Away with doubts, all scruples hence remove;
No man at one time can be wise and love.

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