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LIGHT a Foe to Love.

EGONE, begone, thou too propitious light,
Intruder to my joys,

Thou canst not give such dear delight,

As thy approach destroys.

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Juft now Amanda, full of charms,
Lay panting, yielding in my arms,
Crying, Ah Strephen, now let's live,
Take all you ask, or I can give.

But at thy blushes conscious grown,
Of too great freedom fhe had shown,
She check'd her flame, and blushing too,
Away the airy vifion flew.

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Emptiness of LOVE.

N vain we say that love's the best
Of all our human joys;

If not obtain'd, it breaks our rest,

If once poffeft, it cloys.

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The Reasonable Exchange.

F Cœlia's eyes are so divine,

T'attract fo many hearts,

Say, Damon, if you can define,

What mighty mischief the wou'd do,

Were we to take a nicer view,
Of all her other parts?

Then pr'ythee, Damon, once be kind,
And some good nature shew;
Tell Calia, tell her, as my friend,
"Tis meerly just she shou'd refign
Whatever heart fhe has of mine,
Or give me one in lieu.

Advice to Young Ladies.

AIR ones, while your beauty's blooming,
Use your time, left age refuming
What your youth profufely lends,
You're depriv'd of all your glories,
And condemn'd to tell old stories

To your unbelieving friends.

VOL. IV.

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Beautiful

SRSODHOONDESS

Beautiful COLLINDA.

N fummer's folftice, fcorch'd with heat,
I Collinda fecks a cool retreat,

By purling streams in flow'ry groves,
Attended by a train of loves:

What beauties in the nymph appear!
Her fhape, her face, and sprightly air,
Thro' every graceful motion shine,
And all the nymph appears divine.

Her comely locks all careless flew,
At every gentle breeze that blew ;
And rudely left expos'd to fight,
Her lovely breafts all snowy white;
Her filken wrapper loosely hung,
Which (ever as the wind blew strong)
Difcover'd fuch a fhape and air
As might with goddeffes compare.

Had Paris, when he judg'd the prize,
Twixt the contending deities,
On Ida's mount, Collinda feen,
Cytherea fure had rivall'd been;

Another Helen he'd poffefs'd,

Far more beauteous than the first,

Whose pow'rful charms wou'd gods infpire,

Nor Troy alone, but Europe fire.

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Joys of Conftancy.

RIS, your lovely fatal eyes
Command fuch pow'rful darts,

No wonder if you one despise,
To wound a thousand hearts.

But cou'd you guess the vast delight,
To conftant lovers known,
You wou'd your thousand conquests slight,
And rule my heart alone.

The Amorous Swain made Happy.

N am'rous swain to Juno pray'd,

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And thus his fuit did move,

Give me, oh! give me the dear maid,
Or take away my love.

The goddess thunder'd from the skies,
And granted his request:

To make him happy, made him wife,
And drove her from his breast.

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The Benefit of Reafon in Love.

ENDER hearts to every paffion

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Still their freedom wou'd betray;

But how calm is inclination,

When our reafon bears the fway!

Swains themselves, while they purfue us,
Often teach us to deny ;

Whilft we fly, they fondly woe us,
If we grow too fond, they fly.

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The Wishing Lover.

OVELY charmer, deareft creature, Kind invader of my heart, Grac'd with every gift of nature, Grac'd with every help of art.

Oh! cou'd I but make thee love me,
As thy charms my heart have mov'd,
None cou'd e'er be bleft above me,
None cou'd e'er be more belov'd.

Doubtful

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