The poetical and dramatic works of Sir Charles Sedley Collected and Edited from the Old Editions: With a preface on the text, explanatory and textual notes, an appendix containing works of doubtful authenticity, and a bibliography: By V. de Sola Pinto |
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 | The poetical and dramatic works of Sir Charles Sedley |  |
CIV
AGAINST HIS MISTRESS'S CRUELTY
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Love, How unequal are thy Laws,That Men that least endeavour
Thou favour'st, and neglect'st the Cause
Of those that most persever!
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What careless Lovers have been blest,Untouch'd with Grief and Anguish,
Since cruel Sylvia charm'd my Breast,
Unmov'd to see me languish!
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I find my fatal Error nowIn thinking e'er to move her,
Too great the Difficulty grew
For any mortal Lover.
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But what Advantage can it bringThat I at last perceive it?
'Twas rash to undertake the thing,
And 'tis too late to leave it.
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