Poetical works of the late F. Sayers to which have been prefixed the connected disquisitions on the rise and progress of English poetry, and on English metres, and also some biographic particulars of the author, supplied by W. Taylor |
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TO CHLOE TOO COLD. |
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TO CHLOE TOO COLD.
I hate those eyes that look askanceWhene'er I gaze with soft desire;
O! check that chill, repelling glance,
Nor cast cold water on my fire;
Still tho' I sue, and sigh, and languish,
Eager to win one favouring smile,
Unmov'd you view my piercing anguish,
And seem quite weary all the while,
Give me the girl whose glowing heart
Speaks kindly in her beamy eyes;
Blest if her looks a joy impart,
She shares my transports as they rise;
But should I win your cold consent,
Alas! I ne'er shall win it soon,
I fear at church you'd still repent,
Or freeze me in the honey-moon.
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