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A SONG.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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A SONG.

[A thousand Gay obliging Youths]

A thousand Gay obliging Youths,
I unconcern'd can see,
But when Exalis doth appear;
He shakes my Constancy.
In spite of all my Proud Resolves,
I soften at his Charms,
And almost wish my self to be;
In his regardless Arms.
Some milder Power, reverse my Fate,
He's doom'd to Love elsewhere,
I beg my Passion you'd Translate;
I would not rob his Fair.
Let him persue his fond Amour,
Grant I may pity those,
Who sigh for me and make him kind;
Unto the Nymph he's chose.