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Love.
Love, like Original Sin, in all does dwell,Fools sighs in private, and the Witty tell;
Boast they'r fond Passions in repeated Rhymes,
That other Reigning Mischief of the Times:
The Learn'd asham'd to own their Amorous Pain,
Vent the warm Raptures in a Pious strain,
Sigh, Languish, Die, (tho' for a Mortal fair,)
In Lays Divine, like Quarles and Arwaker.
| Poems on Several Occasions, Together with a Pastoral | |