Trivial poems and triolets. Written in obedience to Mrs Tomkin's commands, By Patrick Carey |
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['Tis true. I am fetter'd] |
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['Tis true. I am fetter'd]
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'Tis true. I am fetter'd,But therein take pleasure:
My case is much better'd;
This chayne is a treasure.
My prison delights mee;
'Tis freedome, that frights mee;
I hate liberty:
I'le not be lamented,
You'd all be contented
To haue such chaynes as I.
2
When (heretofore flying)My loues oft I quitted;
I then was a trying,
And now I am fitted.
I ne're should haue changed,
If she (whilst I ranged)
Had first strucke mine eye:
As soone as I mett her,
Enchayne mee I lett her:
Yee'd all doe, as I.
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3
Soft cords made of roses,Then mine, would more gall mee;
Her bright hayre composes
Those bonds which enthrall mee.
Now, when she has proued
How much her I'ue loued,
My hopes will soare high:
Perchance, to retayne mee,
Her armes will enchayne me;
Then who'd not bee I?
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