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ODE the Third, To the Same.

See the Lilly hang her Head;
See the rich Carnation dead;
Turn, and see thy much lov'd Rose
Drop to ev'ry Gale that blows;
See their leaffy Honours round
Unregarded strew the Ground.
Does my lovely Phillis sigh?
Hangs the Pearl upon her Eye?
Thus my Charmer must thou be
When thou'st left the Day and me.
With the Bays my Temples cover;
Crown thy fond romantic Lover:
Hither come beneath the Shade
Of the Leaves which never fade.
Swim thine Eyes, and heaves thy Breast?
Phillis is inclin'd to Rest.