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A Rainy Morning.
I
My Friend, perswade me not to stay,When Love and Beauty calls away:
Let him be wretched, whom the Rain
Can from his Happiness detain.
II
Give me the gallant Youth whose BreastWas by the Sestian Maid possest!
He scorn'd the Sea's Rage, and shall I
Regard the Droppings of the Skie?
III
Let all the wat'ry Pow'rs combine,And in a League offensive joyn,
Yet their confed'rate Force shall prove
The easie Conquest of my Love.
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IV
Let Heav'n its secret Stores unlock,Let Earth produce her hoarded Stock,
Let ev'ry Lake and River creep,
To joyn the Oceans foamy Deep.
V
My Love, like that Celestial FlameWhich on the Prophet's Off'ring came,
Upon these Troops will boldly fall,
And make but one Carouse (her Health) of all.
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