John Dryden: How happy the lover, How easy his chain, How pleasing his pain, How sweet to discover He sighs not in vain.

How happy the lover, How easy his chain, How pleasing his pain, How sweet to dis — John Dryden

How happy the lover, How easy his chain, How pleasing his pain, How sweet to discover He sighs not in vain.

John Dryden

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