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The LETTER.
To the Paragon of all Beauty, my dear Chloe, the Corner-stone of my Affections, the Buttress of my Hopes, and the only Comfort of a despairing Lover, These.
What's the Device? Oh (I perceive the Maggot)
'Tis Hudibras's Seal, a Burning Faggot.
'Tis Hudibras's Seal, a Burning Faggot.
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That Rascal Cupid is the Occasion
Of my continual Lamentation,
And will (unless you give me Hope)
Drive me to Dagger or a Rope.
You'll kill me, as I told you often;
Nay, I've already bought my Coffin,
Where I will lay my Bones secure
From those hard Evils I endure.
When I consider my hard Luck,
I think some Tygress gave you suck,
Or thou were't born (hard-hearted Honey)
In Flintshire, or in Stratford Stoney.
For none but Heart of rocky Stone.
Cou'd e'er resist my constant Moan,
Or Love as chast as Hymen's Taper,
Or bright as Candle wrapt in Paper.
If you're resolv'd on my undoing,
And unavoided is my Ruin,
Yet I shall find you out, and know ye
In Shades Elysian, cruel Chloe!
Nothing but Scorn shall be between us,
Like Dido to the Son of Venus.
I'll die, if you'll not be my Wife,
So! ends my Letter, and my Life.
Of my continual Lamentation,
And will (unless you give me Hope)
Drive me to Dagger or a Rope.
You'll kill me, as I told you often;
Nay, I've already bought my Coffin,
Where I will lay my Bones secure
From those hard Evils I endure.
When I consider my hard Luck,
I think some Tygress gave you suck,
Or thou were't born (hard-hearted Honey)
In Flintshire, or in Stratford Stoney.
For none but Heart of rocky Stone.
Cou'd e'er resist my constant Moan,
Or Love as chast as Hymen's Taper,
Or bright as Candle wrapt in Paper.
If you're resolv'd on my undoing,
And unavoided is my Ruin,
Yet I shall find you out, and know ye
In Shades Elysian, cruel Chloe!
Nothing but Scorn shall be between us,
Like Dido to the Son of Venus.
I'll die, if you'll not be my Wife,
So! ends my Letter, and my Life.
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