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AGAINST INCONSTANCY;

ADDRESSED TO THE EARL OF ------.

NEVER tell me, my Lord, of the pleasures of change,
Nor inveigle from home my reluctance to range;
I plead guilty, variety's vot'ry profest,
By none more than myself her delights are confest;
But to ask where she's found would some judgments perplex,
In each woman we find her, but not in the sex.
Whatever their breeding, their rank, or their name,
In themselves only various, the sex are the same.
A wife, by your looks, you would tell me grows old,
Oft unsightly in shape, and she may be a scold:
But possest of the charms which your senses delude,
In the nat'ral coquet, or unnatural prude,
You may flatter yourself all the days of your life,
And you've only obtain'd, what you loath in a wife.
Then invite me no more, my kind tempter, to range,
Like for like is no gain; I shall lose if I change.