The Poems of Charles Sackville Sixth Earl of Dorset: Edited by Brice Harris |
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The Advice
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The Advice
Would you in love succeed, be brisk, be gay,Cast all dull thoughts and serious looks away;
Think not with down cast eyes and mournful air
To move to pity the relentless fair,
Or draw from her bright eyes a crystal tear.
This method foreign is to your affair,
Too formal for the frolic you prepare:
Thus, when you think she yields to love's advance,
You'll find 'tis no consent but compliasance.
Whilst he who boldly rifles all her charms,
Kisses and ravishes her in his arms,
Seizes the favor, stays not for a grant,
Alarms her blood and makes her sigh and pant,
Gives her no time to speak or think't a crime,
Enjoys his wish and well employs his time.
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