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Time, I dare thee to discover Such a youth, and fuch a lover; Oh! so true, so kind was he! Damon was the pride of nature, Charming in his every feature; Damon liv'd alone for me; Melting kifles,

Murmuring bliffes:

Who fo liv'd and lov'd as we!

III.

Never shall we curfe the morning,

Never blefs the night returning,
Sweet embraces to restore :
Never fhall we both lie dying,
Nature failing, Love fupplying
All the joys he drain'd before:
Death come end me

To befriend me;

Love and Damon are no more.

A

SON G.

I.

YLVIA the fair, in the bloom of fifteen,

SYLV 14 the fent, warmth, as me lay on the

green: She had heard of a pleasure, and fomething the guest By the towzing, and tumbling, and touching her breast: She saw the men eager, but was at a loss,

What they meant by their fighing, and kiffing fo clofe;
By their praying and whining,
And clafping and twining,

And

And panting and wishing,

And fighing and kiffing,

And fighing and kiffing so close.
II.

Ah! fhe cry'd; ah for a languishing maid,
In a country of Chriftians, to die without aid!
Not a Whig, or a Tory, or Trimmer at least,
Or a Proteftant parfon, or Catholic priest,
To inftruct a young virgin, that is at a lofs,
What they meant by their fighing, and kiffing so close !
By their praying and whining,

And clafping and twining,

And panting and wishing,

And fighing and kiffing,

And fighing and kiffing fo clofe.
III.

Cupid in shape of a swain did appear,

He faw the fad wound, and in pity drew near;
Then show'd her his arrow and bid her not fear;
For the pain was no more than a maiden may bear:
When the balm was infus'd, she was not at a loss,
What they meant by their fighing, and kissing so close;
By their praying and whining,

And clafping and twining,

And panting and wishing,
And fighing and kiffing,

And fighing and kiffing fo close.

VOL. II.

P

The

The

LADY'S SO N G.

A

I.

Choir of bright beauties in spring did appear, To choose a May-lady to govern the year; All the nymphs were in white, and the fhepherds in green; The garland was given, and Phyllis was queen: But Phyllis refus'd it, and fighing did fay,

I'll not wear a garland while Pan is away.

II.

While Pan, and fair Syrinx, are fled from our fhore,
The Graces are banish'd, and Love is no more:
The soft God of pleasure, that warm'd our defires,
Has broken his bow, and extinguish'd his fires:
And vows that himself, and his mother, will mourn,
'Till Pan and fair Syrinx in triumph return.

III.

Forbear your addresses, and court us no more ;
For we will perform what the Deity swore :
But if you dare think of deferving our charms,
Away with your sheephooks, and take to your arms :
Then laurels and myrtles your brows shall adorn,
When Pan, and his fon, and fair Syrinx, return.

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FAIR, fweet and young, receive a prize

for

your victorious eyes:

From crouds, whom at your feet you see,

e!

O pity, and distinguish me

As I from thousand beauties more
Diftinguish you, and only you adore.

II.

Your face for conqueft was defign'd,
Your every motion charms my mind;
Angels, when you your filence break,
Forget their hymns, to hear you speak;
But when at once they hear and view,
Are loth to mount, and long to stay with you.

III.

No graces can your form improve,
But all are loft, unless you love;
While that sweet paffion you disdain,
Your veil and beauty are in vain :
In pity then prevent my fate,
For after dying all reprieve's too late.

H1

A S O N G.

IGH ftate and honours to others impart,
But give me your heart:

That treafure, that treafure alone,

I beg for my own.

So gentle a love, so fervent a fire,
My foul does inspire;

That treasure, that treasure alone,
I beg for my own.
Your love let me crave;

Give me in poffeffing

So matchlefs a bleffing;
That empire is all I would have.
Love's my petition,

All my ambition;
you discover

If e'er

So faithful a lover,

So real a flame,
I'll die, I'll die,
So give up my game.

RONDE.

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