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TEARS.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

TEARS.

Say, Crystal Tears, that falling show
Bright as the Eyes from whence You flow,
Whose trickling Gems confer new Grace,
And shed fresh Glories on her Face,

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Her Face that fair as Heav'n appears,
Bath'd in the dewy Morning's Tears;
Tell me from whence those Waters rise?
How can they spring from Chloe's Eyes?
Which kindling flush with hot Desire,
And roll like Balls of living Fire:
That all around their burning Arrows dart,
And scatter Shafts unseen from ev'ry Part.
False are my Eyes, my Thought too errs,
For what I fancy'd Show'rs, and Tears,
Is neither Tears, nor show'ry Rain;
False are my Eyes, my Thoughts are vain.
For All that from those Fountains stream,
Are bubbling Drops of liquid Flame;
No wonder then your scalding Tears are seen,
Thus to consume, and torture Me within.

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What num'rous Torments Lovers bear!
How small their Hope, how great their Fear!
In freezing Flames the Wretches mourn,
And then anon in Waters burn;
For Love, that bears a Sov'raign Sway,
Can make the Elements obey,
Can change their Natures, and their Forces tame,
Turn Fire to Water, Water into Flame.