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If lefs my love exceeds all other love,
Than Lucy's charms all other charms excel, Far from my breast each foothing hope remove, And there let fad Despair for ever dwell.
But if my foul is fill'd with her alone;
No other wish, nor other object knows;
No watchful fpies I ask, to guard her charms,
TO THE SAME.
ON HER PLEADING WANT OF TIME..
ON Thames's bank, a gentle youth
For Lucy figh'd, with matchless truth,,
Oft he repair'd with eager feet
In fecret fhades his fair to meet,
Beneath th accustom'd lime:
She would have fondly met him there,
"It was not thus, inconftant maid!
How can you act so cold a part?
No crime of mine has chang'd your heart,
We foon must part for months, for years-
YOUR fhape, your lips, your eyes, are ftill the
Still the bright object of my constant flame;
Kind fears, impatient wishes, foft defires,
But not unpunish'd fhall your change remain;
TO THE SAME.
HEN I think on your truth, I doubt you no
I blame all the fears I gave way to before:
I fay to my heart, "Be at reft, and believe
That whom once he has chosen she never will leave."
But, ah! when I think on each ravishing grace
That plays in the fimiles of that heavenly face;
Thefe painful fufpicions you cannot remove,
TO THE SAME;
WITH A NEW WATCH.
WITH me while prefent, may thy lovely eyes
Be never turn'd upon this golden toy :
Think every pleafing hour too swiftly flies;
But when the cares that interrupt our blifs
WRITTEN AT WICKHAM IN 1746.
E fylvan scenes with artless beauty gay,
Is it glad Summer's balmy breath, that blows
Her balmy breath, and all her blooming store
Oft have I met her on the verdant fide
No fweeter fragrance now the gardens yield,
Is it to Love thefe new delights I owe?
Here firft my Lucy, fweet in virgin charms,
Hovering with purple wings, th' Idalian boy
While Venus fcatter'd myrtles o'er her head.
Whence then this ftrange increase of joy He, only he, can tell, who, match'd like me, (If fuch another happy man there be)
Has by his own experience tried