While fretting I must lie alone, Then, Phillis, heal my wounded heart, My burning passion cool; Let me at least in thee have part 10 R XX. SET BY C. R. HILLIS, give this humour over, If the favour's still refus'd. Faith! 'tis nonsense out of measure, Let not pride and folly share you, Never fancy time's before you, Youth, believe me, will away; 10 Then, alas! who will adore you, All the swains on you attending Show how much your charms deserve : While a thousand freer lasses, Who their youth and charms employ, Though your beauty theirs surpasses, Live in far more perfect joy. XXI. ASTE, my Nannette, my lovely maid, None but my sheep shall near us come: For with her swain my love shall stay, 10 20 XXII. SET BY MR. DE FESCH. INCE by ill fate I'm forc'd away, Against my will I must obey, Yet still love on; and never fear, For, though your presence fate denies, I feel, alas! the killing smart; And can with undiscerned eyes Behold your picture in my heart. 10 XXIII. SET BY MR. DE FESCH. N vain, alas! poor Strephon tries Ah! fair one, why to me so coy? And why to him so true, Who with more coldness slights the joy, Die then, unhappy lover! die; For, since she gives thee death, The world has nothing that can buy Yet, though I could vour scorn outlive, "Twere folly; since to me Not love itself a joy can give, But, Amoret, in thee. XXIV. SET BY MR. DE FESCH. ELL! I will never more complain, In Alas! how fond it is, how vain ! "Tis true they long did me deny, I rag'd; for I could not espy, Disguis'd in that delight. 10 10 At last, my wishes to fulfill, Yet I by this have learnt the wit, Never to grieve or fret: Contentedly I will submit, And think that best which they think fit, Without the least regret. XXV. SET BY MR. C. R. HLOE beauty has and wit, And an air that is not common ; But we do not only find Here a lovely face or feature; For she's merciful and kind, Beauty's answer'd by good nature. She is always doing good, Of her favours never sparing, 20 10 |