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I'll tend thy image from my heart,
Thy charms no more engage; My soul shall take the juster part, And love shall yield to rage.
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Sure I am all over scratches ! That your curious hands must place, Such odd spots upon my face
an With your pencils, paint, and patches.
How I totter in my gait,
With my robe too dangling after;
Colin now but fee What a thing they've made of me,
Oh he'd split his fides with laughter.
AIR X. THE flowers which grace their native beds, wie Awhile put forth their blushing heads, tuis But ere the close of parting day, They wither, shrink, and die away...".!
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ATRY XI. ' 'irinig WHEN late a simple rustic lass,," pod hin
I rov'd without restraint,
And health my only paint.
The charms I boast, (alas ! how few !)
I gave to Nature's care,
They could not want repair,
HOW strange the mode which truth neglects,
AIR. XIII. FOR various purpose ferves the Fang.
As thus a decent blind, Between the sticks to peep at mang
Nor yet betray your mind.
Each action has a meaning plainy
Resentment's in the fnap, A flirt expreffes ftrong disdain, Consent a gentle tap.
All passions will the fair disclose,
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By Love's capricious boy,
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16 AIR XV. ALONG your verdant lowly vale Calm Zephyr breathes a gentle gale, But rustling through the lofty trees It swells beyond the peaceful breeze.
Thus free from Envy's poison'd dart,
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THO' my dress, as my manners, is simple and plain,
Tho' bent down with age and for sporting uncouth,
2 And my boys think
life not a moment too long
Let the courtiers, those dealers in grin and grimace,
FROM Aow's to flow'r the butterfly,
O'er fields or gardens ranging, TAAS Sips sweets from each, and futters by,
And all his life is changing.
Thus roving man new objects sway,
By various charms delighted, While the who pleases moft to-day
To-morrow shall be flighted.
WHEN far from Fashion's gilded scene
I breath'd my native air,
No doubtings harbour'd there.
But now no more myself I find.
And murder all my rest.