Poems on several occasions | ||
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THE Fortune—Hunter's Mental Reservation.
Madam, your Eyes (or Diamonds) shine so bright,I'm captivated with the dazzling Sight:
You have ten thousand Charms, (Pounds I should say)
Those Eyes (or Bags) have stol'n my Heart away.
In pity then some Comfort to me give,
Pay all my Debts, and keep me while I live.
Poems on several occasions | ||