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IMMORTAL

J. Clark FC

Behold, what Volumes to the Fires are born!
What Throngs of Bards their crackling Labours mourn!
O happy, and secure of evil Fame,

Had but themselves consignd 'em to the Flame!
But where are they, whose Works the Muses prize?
Triumph to the Temple, Lothey rise;
ovd of Jove, and Darlings of the skies.

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Each ravib'd ear extols the heav'nly art
Which fooths our care, and elevates the heart.

NON SERIA SEMPER

LONDON:

Printed for J. WALTHOE, over-against the
Royal-Exchange in Cornhill. 1732.

A TABLE of the SONGS contained in this VOLUME.

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A

Beauteous face, fine shape, engaging air,
A bonny lad there was,

A cobler there was, and he liv'd in a stall,
Adieu, ye pleafant sports and plays,
After the pangs of a defperate lover,

137

185

89

37

143

A gentle warmth comes o'er my heart,
Ah! Belinda, I am preft,

4.0

192

55

Ah, cruel beauty! cou'd you prove,
Ah! Strephon, charming youth, forbear,
Ah! Sylvia, never baulk my pleafure,
Ah! why, Alexis, wou'd you leave
Alas! when charming Sylvia's gone,
All own the young Sylvia is fatally fair,

226

81

190

29

254

All thoughts of freedom are too late,
Alone, by a fountain,

151

9

An am'rous fwain to Juno pray'd,

27

Ann thou wert my ain thing,

141

As after noon, one fummer's day,

132

As Čelia in her garden ftray'd,

84

As Cupid, roguishly, one day,

234

As fidlers, and archers, who cunningly know

227

As Flavia, in the fleeting glass,

77

As naked almoft, and more fair you appear,

192

As near a fountain's flow'ry fide,

166

As, on a fun-fhine fummer's day,
As Perfians fretch their votive arms
As fwift as time, put round the glass,
Afwain, long tortur'd with difdain,
A fwain, of love defpairing,

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