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A SONG.
[Tho the Mountains should shake, and Apollo look dim]
I
Tho the Mountains should shake, and Apollo look dim,Tho the Planets should tumble on the Ruins we stand;
Tho the Globe of the Earth in the Ocean should swim,
Without Hopes of ever arriving at Land.
II
Tho Comets in Chariots of Diseases should ride,And burst on our Heads like Granadoes on fire,
Yet they should not move me, but I'd stand by thy Side,
Dear Phillis, and in thine Arms gladly expire.
III
Believe me 'tis true, for the Powers of Love,Like Martyrs Opinions, persevere to the End;
They grapple so close, 'twill be hard to remove,
Tho dismantl'd of flesh, yet to thee they will bend
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IV
And can you then, Phillis, be unkind to such truth?See what Vows I have made, I'll for ever be thine,
Do you but consent to the Pleasures of Youth,
And vow the same Vows, that you'l ever be mine.
V
Then in spight of the Fates we shall both be secure,No Isthmus shall part so much Kindness and Love,
Tho the World be expiring, yet our flames shall endure,
And feed on each other in the Mansions above.
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