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Small poems of Divers sorts | ||
8. Of my staying Supper with my Cousin Mrs. Olive Cotton.
If that the Seas were gentle, there would beNo violent Tides, waters would run as free
When they mix with the Ocean, as at first
When out of their original rocks they burst,
If that the winds were quiet, and would stay
Enclos'd in rocks under their Sovereigns sway;
The frighted Lilly would as firmly grow
As the great'st-bodied Beach, and never bow.
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Our lives should aim to either this or that;
Rebellious man would make his will his rule
To live by, and his Soul his body's fool.
I meant not to have stai'd: but must relate,
Ladies do what they please like Seas, Winds, Fate.
Small poems of Divers sorts | ||