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Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss. Her lips suck forth my soul: see where it Was this the face that launch'd a thousand ships, And burnt the topless towers of Ilium? Come, Helen, come, give me my soul again. [Kisses her.] Her lips suck forth my soul; see where it flies!Come, Helen, come, give me my soul again. I will be Paris, and for love of thee Clad in the beauty of a thousand stars; Brighter art thou than flaming Jupiter. Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss. When he appear'd to hapless Semele; More lovely than the monarch of the sky. In wanton Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss. Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss. Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss. When he appear'd to hapless Semele; More lovely than the monarch of the sky. Her lips suck forth my soul: see where it flies! Come, Helen, come, give me my soul again. Her lips suck forth my soul: see where it flies! In wanton Arethusa's azur'd arms; And 1 Was this the face that launched a thousand shipsAnd burned the topless towers of Illium?Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kissHer lips suck forth my soul, see Was this the face that launched a thousand ships And burnt the topless towers of Ilium? Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss. I will be Paris, and for love of thee, Instead of Troy, shall Wittenberg be sack'd; And I will combat with weak Menelaus 1 Was this the face that launched a thousand shipsAnd burned the topless towers of Illium?Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kissHer lips suck forth my soul, see where it fliesCome Helen, come, give me my soul againHere will I dwell, for heaven be in these lipsAnd all is dross that is not Helena Was this the face that launched a thousand ships And burnt the topless towers of Ilium? Here will I dwell, for heaven be in these lips, And all is dross that is not Helena Was this the face that launch’d a thousand ships, And burnt the topless towers of Ilium? [Kisses her.] Her lips suck forth my soul; Was this the face that launch’d a thousand ships, And burnt the topless towers of Ilium? Here will I dwell, for heaven is in these lips, And all is dross that is not Helena. Here will I dwell, for heaven is in these lips, And all is dross that is not Helena. Her lips suck forth my soul: see where it Clad in the beauty of a thousand stars; Brighter art thou than flaming Jupiter.
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Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss. Her lips suck forth my soul: see where it Was this the face that launch'd a thousand ships, And burnt the topless towers of Ilium? Come, Helen, come, give me my soul again. [Kisses her.] Her lips suck forth my soul; see where it flies!Come, Helen, come, give me my soul again. I will be Paris, and for love of thee Clad in the beauty of a thousand stars; Brighter art thou than flaming Jupiter. Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss. When he appear'd to hapless Semele; More lovely than the monarch of the sky. In wanton Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss. Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss. Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss. When he appear'd to hapless Semele; More lovely than the monarch of the sky. Her lips suck forth my soul: see where it flies! Come, Helen, come, give me my soul again. Her lips suck forth my soul: see where it flies! In wanton Arethusa's azur'd arms; And 1 Was this the face that launched a thousand shipsAnd burned the topless towers of Illium?Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kissHer lips suck forth my soul, see Was this the face that launched a thousand ships And burnt the topless towers of Ilium? Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss. I will be Paris, and for love of thee, Instead of Troy, shall Wittenberg be sack'd; And I will combat with weak Menelaus 1 Was this the face that launched a thousand shipsAnd burned the topless towers of Illium?Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kissHer lips suck forth my soul, see where it fliesCome Helen, come, give me my soul againHere will I dwell, for heaven be in these lipsAnd all is dross that is not Helena Was this the face that launched a thousand ships And burnt the topless towers of Ilium? Here will I dwell, for heaven be in these lips, And all is dross that is not Helena Was this the face that launch’d a thousand ships, And burnt the topless towers of Ilium? [Kisses her.] Her lips suck forth my soul; Was this the face that launch’d a thousand ships, And burnt the topless towers of Ilium? Here will I dwell, for heaven is in these lips, And all is dross that is not Helena. Here will I dwell, for heaven is in these lips, And all is dross that is not Helena. Her lips suck forth my soul: see where it Clad in the beauty of a thousand stars; Brighter art thou than flaming Jupiter.
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