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A Gentleman to his Wife.
When your kind Wishes first I sought,
'Twas in the Dawn of Youth:
I toasted you, for you I fought,
But never thought of Truth.
'Twas in the Dawn of Youth:
I toasted you, for you I fought,
But never thought of Truth.
You saw how still my Fire encreas'd;
I griev'd to be deny'd:
You said, till I to wander ceas'd
You'd guard your Heart with Pride.
I griev'd to be deny'd:
You said, till I to wander ceas'd
You'd guard your Heart with Pride.
I that once feign'd too many Lies,
In height of Passion swore
By you and other Deities,
That I would range no more.
In height of Passion swore
By you and other Deities,
That I would range no more.
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I've sworn, and therefore now am fix'd,
No longer false and vain:
My Passion is with Honour mix'd,
And both shall ever reign.
No longer false and vain:
My Passion is with Honour mix'd,
And both shall ever reign.
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