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BOOK III. ODE IX.
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BOOK III. ODE IX.
Horace and Lydia.
Hor.While I was lovely in thine eye,
And while no soft embrace but mine
Encircled thy fair Ivory neck,
I did the Persian King out-shine.
Lyd.
While Horace was an honest Lad,
And Chloe less than Lydia lov'd,
Lydia was then a matchless Lass,
And in a sphere 'bove Ilia mov'd.
Hor.
But Chloe now has vanquisht me,
That Lute and Voice who could deny?
Methinks might I but save her life,
I could my self even dare to die.
Lyd.
Young Calais is my Gallant,
He burns me with his flaming Eye,
To save the pretty villians life,
'Twice over I could dare to die.
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But say I Lydia lov'd agen,
And would new-braze Loves broken chain?
Say I should turn my Chloe off,
And take poor Lydia home again?
Lyd.
Why then though He a fixed Star,
Thou lighter than a Cork should'st be,
Mad, and unquiet as the Sea,
Yet would I live, and die with thee.
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