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Marinda

Poems and Translations upon Several Occasions [by Mary Monck]
  

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ANACREONTIC.

I spy'd, as through May-Fair I strol'd,
A Wax-work Cupid to be sold.
So arch a Look, a Face so smooth,
Made me step Curious to the Booth,
And pleas'd with a Device so New
From Head to Foot the Imp I view.

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I call'd the Man; who coming forth,
I ask'd him what the Toy was worth?
The Man replies in homely Stile,
Master, e'en give me what you will
And take him: for to say the Truth,
I never made this Wax-work Youth,
And should be glad could I get clear,
At any Rate, of such like Gear.
Well, here's a Tester for him. Come
Cupid, let you and I go home:
But hark ye, Spark (I'm not in jest)
Light me a Fire in Cloe's Breast,
And warm that cruel, frozen Dame;
Or Faith I'll melt thee at my Flame.