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XIII.

SET BY MR. DE FESCH.

N3OVE, inform thy faithful creature

ão. How to keep his fair one's heart;

Must it be by truth of nature,
Or by poor dissembling art?

Tell the secret, show the wonder,
How we both may gain our ends;

I am lost if we're asunder,
Ever tortur'd if we're friends.

XIV.

SET BY MR. DE FESCH.

OUCH the lyre, on every string, Touch it, Orpheus, I will sing, § A song which shall immortal be; * Since she I sing's a deity: A Leonora, whose blest birth Has no relatien to this earth.

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XW.
SET BY MIR. SMITH.

§NCE I was unconfin’d and free,
Would I had been so still !

But now, not master of my heart,
Cupid does so decide,

That two she-tyrants shall it part,
And so poor me divide.

Victoria's will I must obey,
She acts without control: wn

Phillis has such a taking way,
She charms my very soul.

Deceiv'd by Phillis' looks and smiles,
Into her snares I run:

"Victoria shows me all her wiles
Which yet I dare not shun.

From one I fancy every kiss
Has something in't divine;

And, awful, taste the balmy bliss,
That joins her lips with mine. 20

But, when the other I embrace,
Though she be not a queen,

Methinks 'tis sweet with such a lass
To tumble on the green.

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Thus here you see a shared heart,
But I, meanwhile, the fool:

Each in it has an equal part,
But neither yet the whole.

Nor will it, if I right forecast,
To either wholly yield: 30

I find the time approaches fast,
When both must quit the field.

XVI.
SET BY MR. DE FESCH.

*AREWELL, Amynta, we must part;
The charm has lost its power,
Which held so fast my captiv'd heart
Until this fatal hour.

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But know, my soul disdains thy sway,
And scorns thy charms and thee, 10

To which each fluttering coxcomb may
As welcome be as me.

Think in what perfect bliss you reign'd,
How lov’d before thy fall;

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And now, alas ! how much disdain’d
By me, and scorn’d by all.

Yet thinking of each happy hour,
Which I with thee have spent,

So robs my rage of all its power
That I almost relent. 2V

But pride will never let me bow,
No more thy charms can move

Yet thou art worth my pity now,
Because thou hadst my love.

XVII.
SET BY MR. SMITH.

No CCEPT, my love, as true a heart
As ever lover gave:

'Tis free (it vows) from any art,
And proud to be your slave.

Then take it kindly, as 'twas meant,
And let the giver live:

Who with it would the world have sent,
Had it been his to give.

And, that Dorinda may not fear
I e'er will prove untrue, 10

My vows shall, ending with the year,
With it begin anew.

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XVIII.
SET BY MR. DE FESCH.
{ANNY blushes when I woo her,
And, with kindly-chiding eyes,

; Faintly says, I shall undo her,
Faintly, O forbear! she cries.

But her breasts while I am pressing,
While to hers my lips I join,

Warm'd she seems to taste the blessing,
And her kisses answer mine.

Undebauch'd by rules of honour,
Innocence with nature charms; 1 J

One bids, gently push me from her,
The other, take me in her arms.

XIX.
SET BY MR. SMITH.

§§INCE we your husband daily see
So jealous out of season,

Phillis, let you and I agree
To make him so with reason.

I'm vext to think, that every night

A sot, within thy arms,

Tasting the most divine delight,
Should sully all your charms;

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