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Too happy rival dwell not there
And quickly passing, cafe us both,
要求要受 VERSE S written in a LADY's
SHERLOCK upon Death.
To live's to love, to bless, be bleft
With mutual inclination ;
my ardour in your breast,
Henever, Chloe, I begin
Your heart like mine to move, You tell me of the crying fin
Of unchaste lawless love.
How can that passion be a fin,
Which gave to Chloe birth ? How can those joys but be divine,
Which make a heaven on earth ?
To wed, mankind the priest trepanna,
By some fly fallacy,
Increase and multiply.
You say that love's a crime; content:
Yet this allow you must,
Than over ninety juft.
Sin then, dear girl, for heaven's fake,
Repent and be forgiven;
A holy day in heav'n.
INDEX to the First Volume.
A Prosper of Peace
Poem to his Excellency the Lord Privy Seal on the