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50
TO SACHARISSA.
Dear, unrelenting, cruel Fair!
How could you first my Heart insnare,
Then leave that Heart to break?
How could you first obtain a Prize
By those dear, sweet-deluding Eyes,
And then that Prize forsake?
How could you first my Heart insnare,
Then leave that Heart to break?
How could you first obtain a Prize
By those dear, sweet-deluding Eyes,
And then that Prize forsake?
Like the close, Everlasting Flame,
My Heart is doom'd to burn the same,
Whilst you the Heat inspire:
You, like the Vestal, void of Sleep,
Within, Eternal Vigils keep,
And feed the fainting Fire.
My Heart is doom'd to burn the same,
Whilst you the Heat inspire:
You, like the Vestal, void of Sleep,
Within, Eternal Vigils keep,
And feed the fainting Fire.
51
Dear, Cruel Nymph! your Flames suppress,
O Love me more, or Plague me less;
Too much, you know, I've bore:
Either throw off that haughty Air,
And shew the soft-complying Fair,
Or let me Love no more.
O Love me more, or Plague me less;
Too much, you know, I've bore:
Either throw off that haughty Air,
And shew the soft-complying Fair,
Or let me Love no more.
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