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 Tyranny of Love.
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SONG XXVII. The Tyranny of Love.
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Not tho' I know she melting liesPrest in my Rival's Arms,
Cou'd e'er disswade my longing Eyes
From gazing on her Charms.
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Tell me ye Powers that rule our Fate,Why are we made so vain?
Why am I doom'd to wish for that
Which 'twere a Curse to gain?
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She's faithless yet I still adore;Ev'n Reason I despise;
And find no Men in Sense so poor
As those that think they're wise.
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O shun, they cry, the fatal Flame!Yet when the Nymph they see,
They neither care for Wit or Fame,
But perish pleas'd like me.
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