Female Poems On Several Occasions | ||
Song.
[Obscure the Glories of your Eyes]
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Obscure the Glories of your Eyes,Or give us leave to Love:
To see, and not desire that Prize,
Impossible must prove:
Look not so nicely on your Slave,
That at your Feet doth bow,
When such enticeing Looks you gave,
To tempt the Fool so low.
2
Coy wanton Nymph, though you forbidYour Slaves to seek Redress,
And force us keep our Torture hid,
Your Guilt is ne're the less.
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But barb'rous Cruelty,
VVhen you with Pleasure give a VVound
So deep, you start to see.
Female Poems On Several Occasions | ||