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But still those glowings which remain
Are only ashes of the fire.

Then let us free each other's soul,
And laugh at the dull constant fool, 19

Who would love's liberty control,
And teach us how to whine by rule. '

Let us no impositions set,
Or clogs upon each other's heart;

But, as for pleasure first we met,
So now for pleasure let us part.

We both have spent our stock of love,

So consequently should be free; Thyrsis expects you in yon grove;

And pretty Chloris stays for me. 20

VII.
SET BY MR. DE FESCH,

to HILLIS, this pious talk give o'er, §); And modestly pretend no more. It is too plain an art: Bossa Surely you take me for a fool, And would by this prove me so dull, As not to know your heart.

In vain you fancy to deceive,
For truly I can ne'er believe

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But this is all a sham ;
Since any one may plainly see,
You'd only save yourself with me,

And with another damn.

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Staying. I my vows shall fail; Virtue yields, as love grows stronger;

Fierce desires will sure prevail;

You are fair; and I am frail, And dare trust myself no longer. 10

You, my love, too nicely coy,
Lest I should have gain'd the treasure,

Made my vows and oaths destroy

The pleasing hopes I did enjoy
Of all my future peace and pleasure.

To my vows I have been true, And in silence hid my anguish,

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But I cannot promise too
What my love may make me do,
While with her for whom I languish. 20

For in thee strange magic lies,
And my heart is too, too tender;

Nothing's proof against those eyes,

Best resolves and strictest ties
To their force must soon surrender.

But, Dorinda, you're severe,
I most doting, thus to sever;

Since from all I hold most dear,

That you may no longer fear,
I divorce myself for ever. 80

IX.
SET BY MR. DE FESCH.

No S it, O love, thy want of eyes,

- o Or by the Fates decreed,
§ That hearts so seldom sympathize,

- Or for each other bleed ?

If thou wouldst make two youthful hearts
One amorous shaft obey;

"Twould save thee the expense of darts,
And more extend thy sway.

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Forbear, alas ! thus to destroy

Thyself, thy growing power;
For that which would be stretch'd by joy,
Despair will soon devour.

Ah! wound then, my relentless fair,
For thy own sake and mine;

That boundless bliss may be my share,
And double glory thine.

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HY, Harry, what ails you? why look Mor so you so sad? &W Wo To think and ne'er drink, will make o you stark mad. 'Tis themistress, the friend, and the bottle, old boy! Which create all the pleasure poor mortals enjoy; But wine of the three is the most cordial brother, For one it relieves, and it strengthens the other.

XI.
SET BY MIR. SMITH.

ūji INCE my words, though ne'er so tender, SNA. With sincerest truth exprest, § Cannot make your heart surrender, Nor so much as warm your breast:

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What will move the springs of nature ?
What will make you think me true?

Tell me, thou mysterious creature.
Tell poor Strephon what will do!

Do not, Charmion, rack your lover
Thus by seeming not to know 10

What so plainly all discover,
What his eyes so plainly show.

Fair one, ’tis yourself deceiving,
"Tis against your reason's laws:

Atheist-like th' effect perceiving,
Still to disbelieve the cause.

XII.

SET BY MR. Dr. FESCH.

ORELLA, charming without art,
And kind without design,
Can never lose the smallest part
Of such a heart as mine.

Oblig'd a thousand several ways,
It ne'er can break her chains;

While passion, which her beauties raise,
My gratitude maintains.

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