Mr. Cooke's Original Poems with Imitations and Translations of Several Select Passages of the Antients, In Four Parts: To which are added Proposals For perfecting the English Language |
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ODE the Sixth, To the Same.
Raving now I seek my Bed,Whence Content and Rest are fled;
If by chance I close my Eyes,
Phillis still before me flys.
See in Dalliance soft they play;
From his Arms she breaks away:
See the faithless Dame pursued,
Willing soon to be subdued;
See, she acts the well known Part,
Gives her Hand, and then her Heart:
Poyson to my Sight! she flings
At my Breast a thousand Stings.
Flys the Dream that caus'd my Pains;
But the Torture still remains.
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