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Poems and Songs

by Thomas Flatman. The Fourth Edition with many Additions and Amendments

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The Mistake.
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
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The Mistake.

SONG.

I heard a young Lover in terrible pain,
From whence if he pleas'd, he might soon be releas'd,
He swore, and he vow'd again and again,
He could not out-live the turmoils of his breast;
But, alas, the young Lover I found
Knew little how cold Love would prove under ground;

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Why should I believe, prithee Love tell me why,
Where my own Flesh and Bloud must give me the Lye!
Let 'em rant while they will, and their Destinies brave,
They'l find their flames vanish on this side the grave;
For though all addresses on purpose are made
To be huddled to bed,—'tis 'nt meant, with a spade!