The Works of Mr. Robert Gould In Two Volumes. Consisting of those Poems [and] Satyrs Which were formerly Printed, and Corrected since by the Author; As also of the many more which He Design'd for the Press. Publish'd from his Own Original Copies [by Robert Gould] |
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SONG IX. The unwilling Inconstant.
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Tho' she's so much for Beauty fam'd,That Age is with her Smiles enflam'd;
Yet by some more resistless Art,
That does unseen its Force impart,
You raze her Image from my Heart,
Which nothing, nothing else but Death could part.
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O tell me quickly, charming Maid,By what new Witchcraft I'm betray'd?
Since she I've sworn to Love is true,
Nor only that but beauteous too,
I shou'd a strange Injustice do
To give the Heart, so justly hers, to you.
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Try then, thou who without ControulHast shot thy Form into my Soul
(Whose Eyes still conquer with a View)
O try (tho 'twill be hard to do)
Yet try to make me hate thee too;
I care not if I'm wretched so I'm true.
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