813:02,000@@@@@| 813:02,000[' ]| 813:02,001[B ]| I led my Silvia to$4$ a Grove, 813:02,002[B ]| Where all the Boughs did shade us 813:02,003[B ]| The Sun it*self, though it had strove 813:02,004[B ]| It could not have betray'd us. 813:02,005[B ]| The place secur'd from humane eyes 813:02,006[B ]| No$2$ other fear alows, 813:02,007[B ]| But when the Winds do gently rise; 813:02,008[B ]| And kiss the yeilding Boughs. 813:02,009[B ]| Down there we sate upon$4$ the Moss, 813:02,010[B ]| And did begin to$9$ play, 813:02,011[B ]| A thousand wanton tricks to$9$ pass, 813:02,012[B ]| The heat of all the day. 813:02,013[B ]| A many kisses I did give, 813:02,014[B ]| And she return'd the same, 813:02,015[B ]| Which$6#1$ made her willing to$9$ receive; 813:02,016[B ]| That$6#2$ which$6#1$ I dare not name. 813:02,017[B ]| My greedy eyes no$2$ ayds requir'd, 813:02,018[B ]| To$9$ tell their amorous Tale, 813:02,019[B ]| On$4$ her that$6#1$ was already fir'd: 813:02,020[B ]| It was easy to$9$ prevail. 813:02,021[B ]| I did but kiss and claspe her round, 813:02,022[B ]| Whilst they my thoughts exprest, 813:02,023[B ]| And laid her gently on$4$ the ground: 813:02,024[B ]| Oh! who$6#2$ can guess the rest. 813:03,000[' ]| <3 A Song to a Scotish tune.> 813:03,001[B ]| Come my Phillis, let us improve, 813:03,002[B ]| Both our joy of equal love, 813:03,003[B ]| Whilst we in$4$ yonder shady Grove, 813:03,004[B ]| Count Minutes by$4$ our kisses. 813:03,005[B ]| See the Flowers how sweetly they spread, 813:03,006[B ]| And each displayes his coloured head, 813:03,007[B ]| To$9$ make for$4$ us a fragrant Bed, 813:03,008[B ]| To$9$ practise over new blisses. 813:03,009[B ]| The Sun it*self, with love does conspire, 813:03,010[B ]| And sends abroad his ardent fire, 813:03,011[B ]| And kindly seems to$9$ bid us retire; 813:03,012[B ]| And shade us from his Glory. 813:03,013[B ]| Then fairest come, and do not fear, 813:03,014[B ]| All that$6#1$ your Slave desires there, 813:03,015[B ]| Is Phillis, what you love to$9$ hear 813:03,016[B ]| Him say; that$3$ he does adore you. 813:03,017[B ]| Ah! Phillis, if you love me so$5#2$, 813:03,018[B ]| As you perswaded me long ago, 813:03,019[B ]| Why should you now refuse to$9$ do, 813:03,020[B ]| What you so$5#1$ oft have vow'd me; 813:03,021[B ]| Did I ever your bounty abuse, 813:03,022[B ]| Or your severest commands refuse: 813:03,023[B ]| Nay rather choose to$9$ languish than to$9$ lose 813:03,024[B ]| The perfect respect I ow'd to$4$ you, 813:03,025[B ]| Yet Phillis some reward is due, 813:03,026[B ]| To$4$ him who$6#1$ dayly does renew 813:03,027[B ]| The passion which$6#1$ he has for$4$ you 813:03,028[B ]| And is a faithfull Lover, 813:03,029[B ]| Then come to$4$ my dearest be not shy, 813:03,030[B ]| Thou knowest my heart, and my secresie 813:03,031[B ]| Wait not this oppertunity, 813:03,032[B ]| When none can our joyes, discover. 813:03,033[B ]| Phillis, in$4$ vain you shed these tears, 813:03,034[B ]| Why do you blush, which$6#1$ speak your fears, 813:03,035[B ]| There is none but your Amintas hears. 813:03,036[B ]| What means this pretty passion, 813:03,037[B ]| Can you fear your fancies will$1$ cloy, 813:03,038[B ]| Those that$6#1$ the blessings do injoy, 813:03,039[B ]| Oh, no$2$ such needless fears destroy; 813:03,040[B ]| This nicetie is out of Fashion, 813:03,041[B ]| When thou hast don, by$4$ Pan I sware, 813:03,042[B ]| Thou wilt unto mine eyes appear, 813:03,043[B ]| A thousand times more charming and fair; 813:03,044[B ]| Than thou weart to$4$ my first desire, 813:03,045[B ]| That$6#2$ smile was kind: and now thou art wise, 813:03,046[B ]| To$9$ throw away that$6#2$ coy disguise: 813:03,047[B ]| And by$4$ the vigor of thy eyes, 813:03,048[B ]| Declare thy youth and fire. 813:04,000[' ]| <4 Song to a Scotish tune.> 813:04,001[A ]| When Jemmy, first began to$9$ Love, 813:04,002[A ]| He was the finest Swain: 813:04,003[A ]| That$6#1$ ever yet a flock had drove, 813:04,004[A ]| Or danc'd upon$4$ the Plain. 813:04,005[A ]| It was yau that$3$ I, way is me poor heart, 813:04,006[A ]| My freedom threw a*way, 813:04,007[A ]| And finding sweets in$4$ every smart: 813:04,008[A ]| I could not say him nay. 813:04,009[A ]| And ever when he spoke of Love, 813:04,010[A ]| He would his eyes decline, 813:04,011[A ]| And every sigh, would take a heart, 813:04,012[A ]| Gued faith and why not mine. 813:04,013[A ]| He would press my Hand, and kiss it oft, 813:04,014[A ]| His silence spoke his flame, 813:04,015[A ]| And whilst he treated me thus soft; 813:04,016[A ]| I wisht him more to$4$ blame. 813:04,017[A ]| Sometimes to$9$ feed my flocks with him, 813:04,018[A ]| My Jemmy would invite me, 813:04,019[A ]| There he the gayest Songs, would sing: 813:04,020[A ]| On$4$ purpose to$9$ delight me, 813:04,021[A ]| And Jemmy every grace display'd, 813:04,022[A ]| Which$6#1$ were enough I trow, 813:04,023[A ]| To$9$ conquer any princely Maid: 813:04,024[A ]| So$3$ did he me I vow. 813:04,025[A ]| But now for$4$ Jemmy must I mourn, 813:04,026[A ]| Who$6#1$ to$4$ the Wars must go, 813:04,027[A ]| His Sheep-hook to$4$ a Sword must turn; 813:04,028[A ]| Alass! what shall I do. 813:04,029[A ]| His Bag-pipe into war-like sounds, 813:04,030[A ]| Must now exchanged be, 813:04,031[A ]| Instead of Garlands, fearfull Wounds: 813:04,032[A ]| Then what becomes of me. 813:18,000[' ]| <18 Song.> 813:18,000[' ]| 813:18,001[A ]| Love in$4$ Fantastique Triumph satt, 813:18,002[A ]| Whilst Bleeding Hearts a*round him flow'd, 813:18,003[A ]| For$4$ whom Fresh paines he did Create, 813:18,004[A ]| And strange Tyranick power he show'd; 813:18,005[A ]| From thy Bright Eyes he took his fire, 813:18,006[A ]| Which$6#1$ round about, in$4$ sport he hurl'd; 813:18,007[A ]| But it was from mine, he took desire, 813:18,008[A ]| Enough to$9$ undo the Amorous World. 813:18,009[A ]| From me he took his sighs and tears, 813:18,010[A ]| From thee his Pride and Crueltie; 813:18,011[A ]| From me his Languishments and Feares, 813:18,012[A ]| And every Killing Dart from thee; 813:18,013[A ]| Thus thou and I, the God have arm'd, 813:18,014[A ]| And sett him up$5$ a Deity; 813:18,015[A ]| But my poor Heart alone is harm'd, 813:18,016[A ]| Whilst thine the Victor is, and free. 813:19,000[' ]| <19 Song.> 813:19,000[' ]| 813:19,001[' ]| Amyntas that$6#2$ true hearted Swaine, 813:19,002[' ]| Upon$4$ a Rivers Banck was lay'd, 813:19,003[' ]| Where to$4$ the pittying streames he did complain 813:19,004[' ]| On$4$ Silvia that$6#2$ false Charming Maid. 813:19,005[' ]| Whilst shee was still regardless of his paine. 813:19,006[' ]| Ah! charming Silvia, would he cry; 813:19,007[' ]| And what he said, the Echoes would reply: 813:19,008@b | Be kind or else I dy, ~~ I dy 813:19,009@b | Be kind or else I dy, ~~ I dy. 813:19,010@b | Those smiles and Kisses which$6#1$ you give, 813:19,011@b | Remember Sylvia are my due; 813:19,012@b | And all the Joyes my Rivall does receive, 813:19,013@b | He ravishes from me not you: 813:19,014@b | Ah Silvia! can I live and this believe? 813:19,015@b | Insensibles are toucht to$9$ see 813:19,016@b | My Languishments, and seem to$9$ pitty me: 813:19,017@b | Which$6#1$ I demand of thee: ~~ of thee 813:19,018@b | Which$6#1$ I demand of thee: ~~ of thee. 813:19,000[' ]| 813:20,000[' ]| <20 Song.> 813:20,000[' ]| 813:20,001[A ]| Damon I cannot blame your will$0$, 813:20,002[A ]| It was Chance and not Design did kill; 813:20,003[A ]| For$3$ whilst you did prepare your Charmes, 813:20,004[A ]| On$4$ purpose Silvia to$9$ subdue: 813:20,005[A ]| I met the Arrows as they flew, 813:20,006[A ]| And sav'd her from their harms. 813:20,007[A ]| Alas! she cannot make returnes, 813:20,008[A ]| Who$6#1$ for$4$ a Swaine already Burnes; 813:20,009[A ]| A Shepherd whom she does Caress: 813:20,010[A ]| With all the softest marks of Love, 813:20,011[A ]| And it is in$4$ vain thou seek'st to$9$ move, 813:20,012[A ]| The cruel Shepherdess. 813:20,013[A ]| Content thee with this Victory, 813:20,014[A ]| Think me as faire and young as she: 813:20,015[A ]| I will$1$ make thee Garlands all the day, 813:20,016[A ]| And in$4$ the Groves we will$1$ sit and sing; 813:20,017[A ]| I will$1$ Crown thee with the pride of the Spring, 813:20,018[A ]| When thou art Lord of May. 813:22,000[' ]| <22 The Sence of a Letter sent me, made into Verse;> 813:22,000[' ]| 813:22,001[B ]| In$4$ vain I have labour'd the Victor to$9$ prove 813:22,002[B ]| Of a Heart that$6#1$ can never give Admittance to$4$ Love: 813:22,003[B ]| So$5#1$ hard to$9$ be won, 813:22,004[B ]| That$3$ nothing so$5#1$ young, 813:22,005[B ]| Could ever have resisted a Passion so$5#1$ long. 813:22,006[B ]| But nothing I left unattempted or said, 813:22,007[B ]| To$9$ soften the Heart of the Pityless Maid; 813:22,008[B ]| Yet still she was shy, 813:22,009[B ]| And would blushing deny, 813:22,010[B ]| Whilst her willinger Eyes gave her Language the Lye. 813:22,011[B ]| When before the Impregnable Fort I lay down, 813:22,012[B ]| I resolv'd or to$9$ die, or to$9$ Purchase Renown, 813:22,013[B ]| But how vain was the Boast! 813:22,014[B ]| All the Glory I lost, 813:22,015[B ]| And now vanquish'd and sham'd I have quitted my Post. 813:23,000[' ]| <23 The Return.> 813:23,001[A ]| Amyntas whilst you 813:23,002[A ]| Have an Art to$9$ subdue, 813:23,003[A ]| And can conquer a Heart with a Look or a Smile, 813:23,004[A ]| You Pityless grow, 813:23,005[A ]| And no$2$ Faith will$1$ allow; 813:23,006[A ]| It is the Glory you seek when you rifle the Spoil. 813:23,007[A ]| Your soft warring Eyes, 813:23,008[A ]| When prepar'd for$4$ the Prize, 813:23,009[A ]| Can laugh at the Aids of my feeble Disdain; 813:23,010[A ]| You can humble the Foe, 813:23,011[A ]| And soon make her to$9$ know, 813:23,012[A ]| Though she arms her with Pride, her Efforts are but vain. 813:23,013[A ]| But Shepherd beware, 813:23,014[A ]| Though a Victor you are; 813:23,015[A ]| A Tyrant was never secure in$4$ his Throne; 813:23,016[A ]| Whilst proudly you aim 813:23,017[A ]| New Conquests to$9$ gain, 813:23,018[A ]| Some hard hearted Nymph may return you your own. 813:26,000[' ]| <26 Song to Ceres.> 813:26,000[' ]| 813:26,001[C ]| Ceres, Great Goddess of the Bounteous Year, 813:26,002[C ]| Who$6#1$ load'st the Teeming Earth with Gold and Grain, 813:26,003[C ]| Blessing the Labours of the Industrious Swain, 813:26,004[C ]| And to$4$ their Plaints inclin'st thy gracious Ear: 813:26,005[C ]| Behold two fair Cicilian Lovers lie 813:26,006[C ]| Prostrate before thy Deity; 813:26,007[C ]| Imploring thou wilt grant the just Desires 813:26,008[C ]| Of two Chaste Hearts that$6#1$ burn with equal Fires. 813:26,009[C ]| Amyntas he, brave, generous and young; 813:26,010[C ]| Whom yet no$2$ Vice his Youth has ever betray'd: 813:26,011[C ]| And Chaste Urania is the Lovely Maid; 813:26,012[C ]| His Daughter who$6#1$ has serv'd thy Altars long, 813:26,013[C ]| As thy High Priest: A Dowry he demands 813:26,014[C ]| At the young Amorous Shepherds hands: 813:26,015[C ]| Say, gentle Goddess, what the Youth must give. 813:26,016[C ]| Ere the Bright Maid he can from thee receive. 813:27,000[' ]| <27 Song in the same Play, by the> 813:27,000[' ]| 813:27,001[C ]| Pan grant that$3$ I may never prove, 813:27,002[C ]| So$5#1$ great a Slave to$9$ fall in$4$ love, 813:27,003[C ]| And to$4$ an Unknown Deity. 813:27,004[C ]| Resign my happy Liberty: 813:27,005[C ]| I love to$9$ see the Amorous Swains, 813:27,006[C ]| Unto my Scorn their Hearts resign: 813:27,007[C ]| With Pride I see the Meads and Plains. 813:27,008[C ]| Thron'd all with Slaves, and they all mine: 813:27,009[C ]| Whilst I the whining Fools despise, 813:27,010[C ]| That$6#1$ pay their Homage to$4$ my Eyes. 813:30,000[' ]| <30 The Dream. A Song.> 813:30,001[A ]| The Grove was gloomy all around, 813:30,002[A ]| Murm'ring the Streams did pass, 813:30,003[A ]| Where fond Astrea laid her down 813:30,004[A ]| Upon$4$ a Bed of Grass. 813:30,005[A ]| I slept and saw a piteous sight, 813:30,006[A ]| Cupid a*weeping lay, 813:30,007[A ]| Till both his little Stars of Light 813:30,008[A ]| Had wept themselves away. 813:30,009[A ]| Methought I ask'd him why he cry'd, 813:30,010[A ]| My Pity led me on$5$: 813:30,011[A ]| All sighing the sad Boy reply'd, 813:30,012@b | Alas I am undone! 813:30,013@b | As I beneath yon Myrtles lay, 813:30,014@b | Down by$4$ Diana's Springs, 813:30,015@b | Amyntas stole my Bow away, 813:30,016@b | And Pinion'd both my Wings. 813:30,017@a | Alas! 813:30,017[A ]| cry'd I, 813:30,017@a | it was then thy Darts 813:30,018@a | Wherewith he wounded me: 813:30,019@a | Thou mighty Deity of Hearts, 813:30,020@a | He stole his Pow'r from thee. 813:30,021@a | Revenge thee, if a God thou be, 813:30,022@a | Upon$4$ the Amorous Swain; 813:30,023@a | I will$1$ set thy Wings at Liberty, 813:30,024@a | And thou shalt fly again. 813:30,025@a | And for$4$ this Service on$4$ my Part, 813:30,026@a | All I implore of thee, 813:30,027@a | Is, that$3$ thou wound Amyntas Heart, 813:30,028@a | And make him die for$4$ me. 813:30,029[A ]| His Silken Fetters I Unty'd, 813:30,030[A ]| And the gay Wings display'd 813:30,031[A ]| Which$6#1$ gently fann'd, he mounts and cry'd, 813:30,032@b | Farewell fond easie Maid. 813:30,033[A ]| At this I blush'd, and angry grew 813:30,034[A ]| I should a God believe; 813:30,035[A ]| And waking found my Dream too true, 813:30,036[A ]| Alas I was a Slave. 813:32,000@a | <32 The Reflection: A Song.> 813:32,001[' ]| Poor Lost Serena, to$9$ Bemoan 813:32,002[' ]| The Rigor of her Fate, 813:32,003[' ]| High'd to$4$ a Rivers-side alone, 813:32,004[' ]| Upon$4$ whose Brinks she sat. 813:32,005[' ]| Her eyes, as if they would have spar'd, 813:32,006[' ]| The Language of her Tongue, 813:32,007[' ]| In$4$ Silent Tears a while declar'd 813:32,008[' ]| The Sense of all her wrong. 813:32,009[' ]| But they alas too feeble were, 813:32,010[' ]| Her Grief was swoln too high 813:32,011[' ]| To$9$ be Exprest in$4$ Sighs and Tears; 813:32,012[' ]| She must or speak or dye. 813:32,013[' ]| And thus at last she did complain, 813:32,014@a | Is this the Faith, 813:32,014[' ]| said she, 813:32,015@a | Which$6#1$ thou allowest me, cruel Swain, 813:32,016@a | For$4$ that$6#2$ I gave to$4$ thee? 813:32,017@a | Heaven knows with how much Innocence 813:32,018@a | I did my Soul Incline 813:32,019@a | To$4$ thy Soft Charmes of Eloquence, 813:32,020@a | And gave thee what was mine. 813:32,021@a | I had not one Reserve in$4$ Store, 813:32,022@a | But at thy Feet I lay'd 813:32,023@a | Those Arms that$6#1$ Conquer'd heretofore, 813:32,024@a | Though now thy Trophies made. 813:32,025@a | Thy Eyes in$4$ Silence told their Tale 813:32,026@a | Of Love in$4$ such a way, 813:32,027@a | That$3$ it was as easie to$9$ Prevail, 813:32,028@a | As after to$9$ Betray. 813:32,029@a | And when you spoke my Listning Soul, 813:32,030@a | Was on$4$ the Flattery Hung: 813:32,031@a | And I was lost without Controul, 813:32,032@a | Such Musick grac'd thy Tongue. 813:32,033@a | Alas how long in$4$ vain you strove 813:32,034@a | My coldness to$9$ divert! 813:32,035@a | How long besieg'd it round with Love, 813:32,036@a | Before you won the Heart. 813:32,037@a | What Arts you us'd, what Presents made, 813:32,038@a | What Songs, what Letters writ: 813:32,039@a | And left no$2$ Charm that$6#1$ could invade, 813:32,040@a | Or with your Eyes or Wit. 813:32,041@a | Till by$4$ such Obligations Prest, 813:32,042@a | By$4$ such dear Perjuries won: 813:32,043@a | I heedlessly Resign'd the rest, 813:32,044@a | And quickly was undone. 813:32,045@a | For$3$ as my Kindling Flames increase, 813:32,046@a | Yours glimeringly decay: 813:32,047@a | The rifled Joys no$2$ more can Please, 813:32,048@a | That$6#1$ once oblig'd your Stay. 813:32,049@a | Witness ye Springs, ye Meads and Groves, 813:32,050@a | Who$6#1$ oft were conscious made 813:32,051@a | To$4$ all our hours and Vows of Love; 813:32,052@a | Witness how I am Betray'd. 813:32,053@a | Trees drop your Leaves, be Gay no$2$ more, 813:32,054@a | Ye Rivers waste and drye: 813:32,055@a | Whilst on$4$ your Melancholy Shore, 813:32,056@a | I lay me down and dye. 813:33,000[' ]| <33 Song> 813:33,000[' ]| 813:33,001[' ]| It was when the Fields were gay, 813:33,002[' ]| The Groves and every Tree: 813:33,003[' ]| Just when the God of day, 813:33,004[' ]| Grown weary of his Sway, 813:33,005[' ]| Descended to$4$ the Sea, 813:33,006[' ]| And Gloomy Light around did all the World survey. 813:33,007[' ]| It was then the Hapless Swain, 813:33,008[' ]| Amyntas, to$9$ Complain 813:33,009[' ]| Of Silvia's cold Disdain, 813:33,010[' ]| Retir'd to$4$ Silent Shades; 813:33,011[' ]| Where by$4$ a Rivers Side, 813:33,012[' ]| His Tears did swell the Tide, 813:33,013[' ]| As he upon$4$ the Brink was lay'd. 813:33,014@b | Ye Gods, 813:33,014[' ]| he often cry'd, 813:33,015@b | Why did your Powers design 813:33,016@b | In$4$ Silvia so$5#1$ much Pride, 813:33,017@b | Such Falshood too beside, 813:33,018@b | With Beauty so$5#1$ Divine? 813:33,019@b | Why should so$5#1$ much of Hell with so$5#1$ much Heaven joyn? 813:33,020@b | Be witness every Shade, 813:33,021@b | How oft the lovely Maid 813:33,022@b | Her tender Vows has paid; 813:33,023@b | Yet with the self-same Breath, 813:33,024@b | With which$6#1$ so$5#1$ oft before, 813:33,025@b | And solemnly she swore, 813:33,026@b | Pronounces now Amyntas Death. 813:33,027@b | But Charming Nymph beware, 813:33,028@b | Whilst I your Victim die, 813:33,029@b | Some*One, my Perjur'd Fair, 813:33,030@b | Revenging my Despair, 813:33,031@b | Will$1$ prove as false to$4$ thee; 813:33,032@b | Which$6#1$ yet my wandering Ghost would look more pale to$9$ see. 813:33,033@b | For$3$ I shall break my Tomb, 813:33,034@b | And nightly as I rome, 813:33,035@b | Shall to$4$ my Silvia come, 813:33,036@b | And show the Piteous Sight; 813:33,037@b | My bleeding Bosom too, 813:33,038@b | Which$6#1$ wounds were given by$4$ you; 813:33,039@b | Then vanish in$4$ the Shades of Night. 813:34,000[' ]| <34 Song.> 813:34,000[' ]| 813:34,000[' ]| 813:34,001[A ]| How strongly does my Passion flow, 813:34,002[A ]| Divided equally betwixt two? 813:34,003[A ]| Damon had never subdu'd my Heart, 813:34,004[A ]| Had not Alexis took his part; 813:34,005[A ]| Nor could Alexis pow'rful prove, 813:34,006[A ]| Without my Damons Aid, to$9$ gain my Love. 813:34,007[A ]| When my Alexis present is, 813:34,008[A ]| Then I for$4$ Damon sigh and mourn; 813:34,009[A ]| But when Alexis I do miss, 813:34,010[A ]| Damon gains nothing but my Scorn. 813:34,011[A ]| But if it chance they both are by$5$, 813:34,012[A ]| For$4$ both alike I languish, sigh, and die. 813:34,013[A ]| Cure then, thou mighty winged God, 813:34,014[A ]| This restless Feaver in$4$ my Blood; 813:34,015[A ]| One Golden-Pointed Dart take back: 813:34,016[A ]| But which$6#2$, O Cupid, wilt thou take? 813:34,017[A ]| If Damons, all my Hopes are crost; 813:34,018[A ]| Or that$6#2$ of my Alexis, I am lost. 813:35,000[' ]| <35 The Counsel. A Song> 813:35,000[' ]| 813:35,001[B ]| A Pox upon$4$ this needless Scorn: 813:35,002[B ]| Sylvia for$4$ Shame the Cheat give over: 813:35,003[B ]| The End to$4$ which$6#1$ the Fair are born, 813:35,004[B ]| Is not to$9$ keep their Charms in$4$ store: 813:35,005[B ]| But lavishly dispose in$4$ haste 813:35,006[B ]| Of Joys which$6#1$ none but Youth improve; 813:35,007[B ]| Joys which$6#1$ decay when Beauty is past; 813:35,008[B ]| And who$6#2$, when Beauty is past, will$1$ love? 813:35,009[B ]| When Age those Glories shall deface, 813:35,010[B ]| Revenging all your cold Disdain; 813:35,011[B ]| And Sylvia shall neglected pass, 813:35,012[B ]| By$4$ every once-admiring Swain; 813:35,013[B ]| And we no$2$ more shall Homage pay: 813:35,014[B ]| When you in$4$ vain too late shall burn, 813:35,015[B ]| If Love increase, and Youth decay, 813:35,016[B ]| Ah Sylvia! who$6#2$ will$1$ make Return? 813:35,017[B ]| Then haste, my Sylvia, to$4$ the Grove, 813:35,018[B ]| Where all the Sweets of May conspire 813:35,019[B ]| To$9$ teach us every Art of Love, 813:35,020[B ]| And raise our Joys of Pleasure higher: 813:35,021[B ]| Where while embracing we shall lie 813:35,022[B ]| Loosly in$4$ Shades on$4$ Beds of Flow'rs, 813:35,023[B ]| The duller World while we defie, 813:35,024[B ]| Years will$1$ be Minutes, Ages Hours. 813:36,000[' ]| <36 SONG> 813:36,000[' ]| 813:36,000[' ]| 813:36,001[' ]| Phillis, whose Heart was Unconfin'd, 813:36,002[' ]| And free as Flow'rs on$4$ Meads and Plains, 813:36,003[' ]| None boasted of her being Kind, 813:36,004[' ]| 'Mongst all the languishing and amorous Swains. 813:36,005[' ]| No$2$ Sighs or Tears the Nymph could move, 813:36,006[' ]| To$9$ pity or return their Love. 813:36,007[' ]| Till on$4$ a time the hapless Maid 813:36,008[' ]| Retir'd to$9$ shun the Heat of the Day 813:36,009[' ]| Into a Grove, beneath whose Shade 813:36,010[' ]| Strephon the careless Shepherd sleeping lay: 813:36,011[' ]| But O such Charms the Youth adorn, 813:36,012[' ]| Love is reveng'd for$4$ all her Scorn. 813:36,013[' ]| Her Cheeks with Blushes cover'd were, 813:36,014[' ]| And tender Sighs her Bosom warm, 813:36,015[' ]| A Softness in$4$ her Eyes appear; 813:36,016[' ]| Unusual Pain she feels from every Charm: 813:36,017[' ]| To$4$ Woods and Ecchoes now she cries, 813:36,018[' ]| For$3$ Modesty to$9$ speak denies. 813:37,000[' ]| <37 SONG.> 813:37,001[A ]| Ah! what can mean that$6#2$ eager Joy 813:37,002[A ]| Transports my Heart when you appear? 813:37,003[A ]| Ah Strephon! you my Thoughts imploy 813:37,004[A ]| In$4$ all that$6#1$ is Charming, all that$6#1$ is Dear. 813:37,005[A ]| When you your pleasing Story tell, 813:37,006[A ]| A Softness does invade each Part, 813:37,007[A ]| And I with Blushes own I feel 813:37,008[A ]| Something too tender at my Heart. 813:37,009[A ]| At your approach my Blushes rise, 813:37,010[A ]| And I at once both wish and fear; 813:37,011[A ]| My Wounded Soul mounts to$4$ my Eyes, 813:37,012[A ]| As it would prattle Stories there. 813:37,013[A ]| Take, take that$6#2$ Heart that$6#1$ needs must go; 813:37,014[A ]| But, Shepherd, see it kindly us'd: 813:37,015[A ]| For$3$ who$6#2$ such Presents will$1$ bestow, 813:37,016[A ]| If this, alas! should be abus'd? 813:38,000[' ]| <38 Silvio's Complaint:> 813:38,000[' ]| 813:38,000[' ]| 813:38,001[' ]| In$4$ the Blooming Time of the Year, 813:38,002[' ]| In$4$ the Royal Month of May: 813:38,003[' ]| All the Heaves were glad and clear, 813:38,004[' ]| All the Earth was Fresh and Gay. 813:38,005[' ]| A Noble Youth but all Forlorn, 813:38,006[' ]| Lig'd Sighing by$4$ a Spring: 813:38,007@b | It were better I 's was never Born, 813:38,008@b | Ere wisht to$9$ be a King. 813:38,009[' ]| Then from his starry Eyne, 813:38,010[' ]| Muckle Showers of Christal Fell: 813:38,011[' ]| To$9$ bedew the Roses Fine, 813:38,012[' ]| That$6#1$ on$4$ his Cheeks did dwell. 813:38,013[' ]| And ever betwixt his Sighs he would cry, 813:38,014@b | How Bonny a Lad I had been, 813:38,015@b | Had I, weys me, never Aim'd high, 813:38,016@b | Or wisht to$9$ be a King. 813:38,017[' ]| With Dying Clowdy Looks, 813:38,018[' ]| All the Fields and Groves he kens: 813:38,019[' ]| All the Gleeding Murmuring Brooks, 813:38,020[' ]| (Noo his Unambitious Friends) 813:38,021[' ]| Tol which$6#1$ he eance with Mickle Cheer 813:38,022[' ]| His Bleating Flocks would bring: 813:38,023[' ]| And crys, 813:38,023@b | would God I had dy'd here, 813:38,024@b | Ere wisht to$9$ be a King. 813:38,025@b | How oft in$4$ Yonder Mead 813:38,026@b | Cover'd over with Painted Flowers: 813:38,027@b | All the Dancing Youth I have led, 813:38,028@b | Where we past our Blether Hours. 813:38,029@b | In$4$ Yonder Shade, in$4$ Yonder Grove, 813:38,030@b | How Blest the Nymphs have been: 813:38,031@b | Ere I for$4$ Pow'r Debaucht Love, 813:38,032@b | Or wisht to$9$ be a King. 813:38,033@b | Not the Arcadian Swains, 813:38,034@b | In$4$ their Pride and Glory Clad: 813:38,035@b | Not all the spacious Plains, 813:38,036@b | Ever could Boast a Bleether Lad. 813:38,037@b | When*ever I Pip'd, or Danc'd, or Ran, 813:38,038@b | Or leapt, or whirl'd the Sling: 813:38,039@b | The Flowry Wreaths I still won, 813:38,040@b | And wisht to$9$ be a King. 813:38,041@b | But Curst be yon Tall Oak, 813:38,042@b | And Old Thirsis be accurst: 813:38,043@b | There I first my peace forsook, 813:38,044@b | There I learnt Ambition first. 813:38,045@b | Such Glorious Songs of Hero's Crown'd, 813:38,046@b | The Restless Swain would Sing: 813:38,047@b | My Soul unknown desires found, 813:38,048@b | And Languisht to$9$ be King. 813:38,049@b | Ye Garlands wither now, 813:38,050@b | Fickle Glories vanish all: 813:38,051@b | Ye Wreaths that$6#1$ deckt my Brow, 813:38,052@b | To$4$ the ground neglected fall. 813:38,053@b | No$2$ more my sweet Repose molest, 813:38,054@b | Nor to$4$ my Fancies bring 813:38,055@b | The Golden Dreams of being Blest 813:38,056@b | With Titles of a King. 813:38,057@b | Ye Noble Youths beware, 813:38,058@b | Shun Ambitious powerful Tales: 813:38,059@b | Distructive, False, and Fair, 813:38,060@b | Like$4$ the Oceans Flattering Gales 813:38,061@b | See how my Youth and Glories lye, 813:38,062@b | Like$4$ Blasted Flowers in$4$ the Spring: 813:38,063@b | My Fame Renown and all dye, 813:38,064@b | For$4$ wishing to$9$ be King. 813:56,000[' ]| <56 SONG.> 813:56,001[A ]| Cease, cease, Aminta to$9$ complain, 813:56,002[A ]| Thy Languishment give over, 813:56,003[A ]| Why shoud'st thou sigh because the Swain 813:56,004[A ]| Another does adore. 813:56,005[A ]| Those Charms fond Maid that$6#1$ vanquish'd thee, 813:56,006[A ]| Have many a Conquest won, 813:56,007[A ]| And sure he could not cruel be, 813:56,008[A ]| And leave them all undon. 813:56,009[A ]| The Youth a Noble temper bears, 813:56,010[A ]| Soft and compassionate, 813:56,011[A ]| And thou canst only blame thy Stars, 813:56,012[A ]| That$6#1$ made thee love too late; 813:56,013[A ]| Yet had their Influence all been kind, 813:56,014[A ]| They had not cross'd my Fate, 813:56,015[A ]| The tend'rest hours must have an end, 813:56,016[A ]| And Passion has its date. 813:56,017[A ]| The softest love grows cold and shy, 813:56,018[A ]| The face so$5#1$ late ador'd, 813:56,019[A ]| Now unregarded passes by$5$, 813:56,020[A ]| Or grows at last abhor'd; 813:56,021[A ]| All things in$4$ Nature fickle prove, 813:56,022[A ]| See how they glide away; 813:56,023[A ]| Think so$5#2$ in$4$ time thy hopeless love 813:56,024[A ]| Will$1$ die, as Flowers decay. 813:57,000[' ]| <57 A SONG.> 813:57,001[B ]| While, Iris, I at distance gaze, 813:57,002[B ]| And feed my greedy eyes, 813:57,003[B ]| The wounded heart, that$6#1$ dyes for$4$ you, 813:57,004[B ]| Dull gazing can not suffice; 813:57,005[B ]| Hope is the Food of Love-sick minds, 813:57,006[B ]| On$4$ that$6#2$ alone it will$1$ Feast, 813:57,007[B ]| The nobler part which$6#1$ Love refines, 813:57,008[B ]| No$2$ other can digest. 813:57,009[B ]| In$4$ vain, too nice and Charming Maid, 813:57,010[B ]| I did suppress my Cares; 813:57,011[B ]| In$4$ vain my rising sighs I stay'd, 813:57,012[B ]| And stop'd my falling tears; 813:57,013[B ]| The Flood would swell, the Tempest rise, 813:57,014[B ]| As my despair came on$5$; 813:57,015[B ]| When from her Lovely cruel Eyes, 813:57,016[B ]| I found I was undone. 813:57,017[B ]| Yet at your feet while thus I lye, 813:57,018[B ]| And languish by$4$ your Eyes, 813:57,019[B ]| It is far more glorious here to$9$ dye, 813:57,020[B ]| Than gain another Prize. 813:57,021[B ]| Here let me sigh, here let me gaze, 813:57,022[B ]| And wish at least to$9$ find 813:57,023[B ]| As raptur'd nights, and tender days, 813:57,024[B ]| As he to$4$ whom you are kind. 813:89,000[' ]| <89 A SONG in Dialogue.> 813:89,001[B ]| Silvia, when will$1$ you be kind, 813:89,002[B ]| Ah, Silvia, when will$1$ you be kind. 813:89,003[C ]| When Constancy in$4$ Swains I find, 813:89,004[C ]| Ah, when Constancy in$4$ Swains I find. 813:89,005[B ]| Ah my Silvia, you are too Fair, 813:89,006[B ]| Ever to$9$ give me cause to$9$ change, 813:89,007[B ]| Ah! do not let me then despair, 813:89,008[B ]| For$3$ my Heart is not given to$9$ range. 813:89,009[C ]| Men will$1$ Sigh, Protest, and Weep, 813:89,010[C ]| Ah! what a coyle with love you will$1$ keep, 813:89,011[C ]| Till our Blushes you over-come: 813:89,012[C ]| Ah! till the blessing you have won, 813:89,013[C ]| Which$6#1$, having once obtain'd, you fly: 813:89,014[C ]| Or if, by$4$ chance, you linger on$5$, 813:89,015[C ]| Can see us Dye, can see us Dye, 813:89,016[C ]| And Triumph when we are undone. 813:89,017[B ]| Oh! may my Flocks forget to$9$ feed, 813:89,018[B ]| And Wolves into my Sheepfold break: 813:89,019[B ]| May Heaven forget me in$4$ my need, 813:89,020[B ]| And thou disdain me when I speak, 813:89,021[B ]| If ever I thy Love betray, 813:89,022[B ]| Or with false Vows thy faith rapay. 813:89,023[C ]| Then take my hand, which$6#1$ never to$4$ Swain 813:89,024[C ]| Was render'd, on$4$ the score of Love: 813:89,025[C ]| But, oh! I give it you with pain, 813:89,026[C ]| For$4$ fear you should Inconstant prove. 813:90,000[' ]| <90 Another SONG.> 813:90,001[' ]| Morpheus, Morpheus, God of Sleep, 813:90,002[' ]| This Hero from all danger keep, 813:90,003[' ]| Let soft Dreams around him rove, 813:90,004[' ]| Dreams of kind delights in$4$ Love. 813:90,005[' ]| What-ever toyls pursue the day, 813:90,006[' ]| Do thou at Night chase all away. 813:90,007[' ]| Make soft Garlands for$4$ his Head, 813:90,008[' ]| With Roses and with Poppies spread. 813:90,009[' ]| Let soft Musick fill his Ears, 813:90,010[' ]| Musick from the Tuneful Sphears, 813:90,011[' ]| While Cupids round his Couch still play, 813:90,012[' ]| And wanton in$4$ the breaking day. 813:98,000[' ]| <98. A SONG.> 813:98,001[A ]| It is not your saying that$3$ you love, 813:98,002[A ]| Can ease me of my Smart; 813:98,003[A ]| Your Actions must your Words approve, 813:98,004[A ]| Or else you break my Heart. 813:98,005[A ]| In$4$ vain you bid my Passion cease, 813:98,006[A ]| And ease my troubled Breast; 813:98,007[A ]| Your Love alone must give me Peace, 813:98,008[A ]| Restore my wonted Rest. 813:98,009[A ]| But, if I fail your Heart to$9$ move, 813:98,010[A ]| And it is not yours to$9$ give; 813:98,011[A ]| I cannot, will$1$ not cease to$9$ love, 813:98,012[A ]| But I will$1$ cease to$9$ live.