The Court of Cupid By the Author of the Meretriciad [i.e. Edward Thompson]. Containing the Eighth Edition of the Meretriciad, with great Additions. In Two Volumes |
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ROGER and MOLLY. |
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ROGER and MOLLY.
Beneath a weeping willow's shade,
Melting with love fair Molly laid,
Her cows were feeding by:
By turns she knit, by turns she sung,
While ever flow'd from Molly's tongue:
“How deep in love am I.”
Melting with love fair Molly laid,
Her cows were feeding by:
By turns she knit, by turns she sung,
While ever flow'd from Molly's tongue:
“How deep in love am I.”
Young Roger chanc'd to stroll along,
And hearing Molly's am'rous song,
And now and then a sigh:
Straight o'er the hedge he made his way,
And join'd with Molly in her lay;
“How deep in love am I!”
And hearing Molly's am'rous song,
And now and then a sigh:
Straight o'er the hedge he made his way,
And join'd with Molly in her lay;
“How deep in love am I!”
The quick surprize made Molly blush,
“How rude, she cried;—now pray be hush?
“Yet show'd a yielding eye:
“My needle's bent,—my worsted's broke,
“Roger, I only meant in joke,
“How deep in love am I.”
“How rude, she cried;—now pray be hush?
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“My needle's bent,—my worsted's broke,
“Roger, I only meant in joke,
“How deep in love am I.”
“You're rude—get out—I won't be kist,
“Pray don't—yes do?—begone—persist!
“Roger, I vow I'll cry!
“What are you at?—you rogueish swain?
“He answer'd in a dying strain:
“How deep in love am I.”
“Pray don't—yes do?—begone—persist!
“Roger, I vow I'll cry!
“What are you at?—you rogueish swain?
“He answer'd in a dying strain:
“How deep in love am I.”
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