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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XXVII
SONG
Walking among thick Shades alone,
I heard a distant Voice,
Which, sighing, said, Now she is gone,
I'll make no second Choice.
I heard a distant Voice,
Which, sighing, said, Now she is gone,
I'll make no second Choice.
I look't and saw it was a Swain,
Who to the flying Wind,
Did of some neighbouring Nymph complain,
Too fair, and too unkind.
Who to the flying Wind,
Did of some neighbouring Nymph complain,
Too fair, and too unkind.
He told me how he saw her first,
And with what gracious Eyes,
And gentle Speech, that Flame she nurst,
Which since she did despise.
And with what gracious Eyes,
And gentle Speech, that Flame she nurst,
Which since she did despise.
His Vows she did as fast receive,
As he could breath 'em to her;
Love in her Eyes proclaim'd her leave,
That he alone should woo her.
As he could breath 'em to her;
Love in her Eyes proclaim'd her leave,
That he alone should woo her.
They fed their Flocks still near one Place,
And at one instant met,
He gazing on her lovely Face
Fell deeper in the Net.
And at one instant met,
He gazing on her lovely Face
Fell deeper in the Net.
She seem'd of her new Captive glad;
Proud of his Bondage he,
No Lover, sure a Prospect had
Of more Felicity.
Proud of his Bondage he,
No Lover, sure a Prospect had
Of more Felicity.
But the false Maid, or never lov'd,
Or gave so quickly o're;
E're his was to the height improv'd,
Her Kindness was no more.
Or gave so quickly o're;
E're his was to the height improv'd,
Her Kindness was no more.
Even her Dissemblings she let fall,
And made him plainly see,
That though his Heart she did enthral,
Her own was ever free.
And made him plainly see,
That though his Heart she did enthral,
Her own was ever free.
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Now, lest his Care should Pity move,
She shuns his very Sight;
And leaves him to that hopeless Love,
She did create in Spight.
She shuns his very Sight;
And leaves him to that hopeless Love,
She did create in Spight.
Her Name I could not make him tell,
Though vowing him my aid;
He said he never would reveal,
In Life, nor Death, the Maid.
Though vowing him my aid;
He said he never would reveal,
In Life, nor Death, the Maid.
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