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ODE.
I
Fair Isabel, if ought but theeI could, or would, or like, or love;
If other Beauties but approve
To sweeten my Captivity:
I might those Passions be above,
Those Pow'rful Passions that combine
To make, and keep me only thine.
II
Or, if for tempting treasure IOf, the World's God, prevailing Gold,
Could see thy Love, and my Truth sold,
A greater, nobler Treasury;
My flame to thee might then grow cold,
And I like one whose love is sense,
Exchange thee for convenience.
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III
But when I vow to thee, I doLove thee above or Health or Peace,
Gold, Joy, and all such toys as these,
Bove Happiness and Honour too:
Thou then must know, this love can cease
Nor change for all the glorious show
Wealth and Discretion bribes us to.
IV
What such a love deserves, thou, Sweet,As knowing best, may'st best reward;
I, for thy bounty well prepar'd,
With open arms my Blessing meet.
Then do not, Dear, our joys detard;
But unto him propitious be,
That knows no love, nor life, but thee
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