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Marinda

Poems and Translations upon Several Occasions [by Mary Monck]
  

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In my gay Years a new and strange Desire
Sprung up, and with such Pleasures fill'd my Soul,
That never One did Life, or Liberty,
Or Wealth, or if ought dearer is, pursue
So eagerly, as I thy Sweets, O Love.
Now doating on the glances of an Eye,
Now on a snowy Hand; and if from far
Thro' a loose Veil the Golden Ringlets shone,
Or beauteous Feet beneath the flowing Gown
Plaid tripping, (how the Folly I bewail!)
My ravish'd Heart strait like a Bird of Prey
Stoop'd at the Lure; And thus my early Youth
Was by vain Thoughts bewildred and mis-led: