_C Extra verses (#34)  
       
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Say, will the vulture leave his prey 
And warble thro' the grove?  
Bid wanton linnets quit the spray, 
Then doubt thy shepherd's love.  
       
       
       
The spoils of war let heroes share;  
Let pride in splendor shine; 
Ye bards, unenvy'd laurels wear; 
Be fair Susanna mine.  
       
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