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SONG VII. The Answer.

I

That charming Cælia I admire,
I must with Pleasure own it true;
But had I ten times more Desire,
How could my Passion injure You?

II

Love is the sacred Tree of Life,
And up to Heaven its Branches rears;
Yet Admiration's but the Leaf,
Enjoyment is the Fruit it bears.

III

Then while you raise this vain Dispute,
Your Fondness but it self deceives:
When you your self have all the Fruit,
What need you envy her the Leaves?