The Works of Mr. Robert Gould In Two Volumes. Consisting of those Poems [and] Satyrs Which were formerly Printed, and Corrected since by the Author; As also of the many more which He Design'd for the Press. Publish'd from his Own Original Copies [by Robert Gould] |
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The Lover's Fortune.
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SONG XXVI. The Lover's Fortune.
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Cælia was cruel: Silvia, Thou,I must confess, art kind;
But in her Cruelty, I vow,
I more Repose could find:
For O! thy Fancy at all Game does fly,
Fond of Address and willing to comply.
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Thus he that loves must be undone,Each Way on Rocks we fall;
Either you will be kind to none,
Or worse, be kind to all.
Vain are our Hopes, and endless is our Care,
We must be jealous or we must despair.
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