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ANACREONTIQUE
Let others in Heroicks tell,How Marlb'rough fought, or Ilium fell;
For me, I will, in humble Verse,
My soft Captivity rehearse.
NO hardy Foot, no Warrior Horse,
No batt'ring Rams, or Ships of Force
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That ravages within my Breast:
But 'tis a diff'rent Kind of War,
That spreads it's sweet Destruction far,
And shot from beauteous Cælia's Eye,
Makes me not only love, but—die.
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