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Upon a Lady's being disappointed by a young Scotch Lord.

I

Young Caledon has all the Charms
That can engage the Fair,
A Tongue that every Heart disarms,
A soft bewitching Air.
But see what Fate attends a Drone!
He loses what he takes,
And when the Fortress is his own
His Victory forsakes.

II

At her Expence this fatal Truth,
Melissa late did prove,
Neither her Beauty nor her Youth
Could long secure his Love;
The lavish Hero fir'd too fast,
So vain was his Ambition,
That when three poor Attacks were past,
He wanted Ammunition.

III

Were it Inconstancy alone,
Art might the Youth reclaim;
But when Love's vital Oyl is gon,
What can revive the Flame?
Ye Gods, by whom my Hopes are curst,
Once grant me what I pray,
Give Caledon less Heat at first,
Or better Funds to pay.