No more lewd lays of lighter loves I sing
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No more lewd lays of lighter loves I sing, Nor teach my lustful muse abused to fly With sparrows' plumes, and for comion cry To mortal beauties which no succor bring. But my muse, feathered with an angel's wing, Divinely mounts aloft unto the sky,
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