107:00,000@@@@@| 107:01,000[' ]| 107:01,000[' ]| 107:01,000[' ]| 107:01,001[' ]| On$4$ a Bank, beside a Willow, 107:01,002[' ]| Heav'n her Cov'ring, Earth her Pillow, 107:01,003[' ]| Sad Amynta sigh'd alone; 107:01,004[' ]| From the chearless dawn of Morning 107:01,005[' ]| Till the Dews of Night returning, 107:01,006[' ]| Singing thus she made her mone: 107:01,007[B ]| Hope is banish'd, 107:01,008[B ]| Joys are vanish'd, 107:01,009[B ]| Damon, my belov'd, is gone. 107:01,010[B ]| Time, I dare thee to$9$ discover 107:01,011[B ]| Such a Youth, and such a Lover; 107:01,012[B ]| Oh, so$5#1$ true, so$5#1$ kind was he! 107:01,013[B ]| Damon was the pride of Nature, 107:01,014[B ]| Charming in$4$ his every Feature; 107:01,015[B ]| Damon liv'd alone for$4$ me: 107:01,016[B ]| Melting kisses, 107:01,017[B ]| Murmuring Blisses; 107:01,018[B ]| Who$6#1$ so$5#2$ liv'd and lov'd as we! 107:01,019[B ]| Never shall we curse the Morning, 107:01,020[B ]| Never bless the Night returning, 107:01,021[B ]| Sweet Embraces to$9$ restore: 107:01,022[B ]| Never shall we both ly dying, 107:01,023[B ]| Nature failing, love supplying 107:01,024[B ]| All the Joys he drain'd before. 107:01,025[B ]| Death come end me 107:01,026[B ]| To$9$ befriend me; 107:01,027[B ]| Love and Damon are no$2$ more. 107:02,000[' ]| 107:02,001[A ]| Sylvia the fair, in$4$ the bloom of Fifteen 107:02,002[A ]| Felt an innocent warmth, as she lay on$4$ the green; 107:02,003[A ]| She had heard of a pleasure, and something she guest 107:02,004[A ]| By$4$ the towzing and tumbling and touching her Breast: 107:02,005[A ]| She saw the men eager, but was at a loss, 107:02,006[A ]| What they meant by$4$ their sighing and kissing so$5#1$ close; 107:02,007[A ]| By$4$ their praying and whining, 107:02,008[A ]| And clasping and twining, 107:02,009[A ]| And panting and wishing, 107:02,010[A ]| And sighing and kissing, 107:02,011[A ]| And sighing and kissing so$5#1$ close. 107:02,012[A ]| Ah she cry'd, ah for$4$ a languishing Maid 107:02,013[A ]| In$4$ a Country of Christians to$9$ die without aid! 107:02,014[A ]| Not a Whig, or a Tory, or Trimmer at least, 107:02,015[A ]| Or a Protestant Parson or Catholick Priest, 107:02,016[A ]| To$9$ instruct a young Virgin that$6#1$ is at a loss 107:02,017[A ]| What they mean by$4$ their sighing and kissing so$5#1$ close. 107:02,018[A ]| Cupid in$4$ Shape of a Swayn did appear, 107:02,019[A ]| He saw the sad wound, and in$4$ pity drew near, 107:02,020[A ]| Then show'd her his Arrow, and bid her not fear, 107:02,021[A ]| For$3$ the pain was no$2$ more than a Maiden might bear; 107:02,022[A ]| When the balm was infus'd, she was not at a loss 107:02,023[A ]| What they meant by$4$ their sighing and kissing so$5#1$ close. 107:03,000[' ]| 107:03,001[' ]| From Harmony, from heav'nly Harmony 107:03,002[' ]| This universal Frame began; 107:03,003[' ]| When Nature underneath a heap 107:03,004[' ]| Of jarring Atomes lay, 107:03,005[' ]| And could not heave her Head, 107:03,006[' ]| The tuneful Voice was heard from high, 107:03,007[X ]| Arise, ye more than dead. 107:03,008[' ]| Then cold and hot and moist and dry 107:03,009[' ]| In$4$ order to$4$ their Stations leap, 107:03,010[' ]| And MUSICK'S pow'r obey. 107:03,011[' ]| From Harmony, from heavenly Harmony 107:03,012[' ]| This universal Frame began: 107:03,013[' ]| From Harmony to$4$ Harmony 107:03,014[' ]| Through all the Compass of the Notes it ran, 107:03,015[' ]| The Diapason closing full in$4$ Man. 107:03,016[' ]| What Passion can not MUSICK raise and quell? 107:03,017[' ]| When Jubal struck the corded Shell, 107:03,018[' ]| His listening Brethren stood around, 107:03,019[' ]| And, wond'ring, on$4$ their Faces fell 107:03,020[' ]| To$9$ worship that$6#2$ Celestial Sound: 107:03,021[' ]| Less than a God they thought there could not dwell 107:03,022[' ]| Within the hollow of that$6#2$ Shell, 107:03,023[' ]| That$6#1$ spoke so$5#1$ sweetly, and so$5#1$ well. 107:03,024[' ]| What Passion can not MUSICK raise and quell? 107:03,025[' ]| The TRUMPETS loud Clangor 107:03,026[' ]| Excites us to$4$ Arms 107:03,027[' ]| With shrill Notes of Anger 107:03,028[' ]| And mortal Alarms. 107:03,029[' ]| The double double double beat 107:03,030[' ]| Of the thund'ring DRUM 107:03,031[' ]| Cryes, 107:03,031[X ]| heark the Foes come; 107:03,032[X ]| Charge, charge, it is too late to$9$ retreat. 107:03,033[' ]| The soft complaining FLUTE 107:03,034[' ]| In$4$ dying Notes discovers 107:03,035[' ]| The Woes of hopeless Lovers, 107:03,036[' ]| Whose Dirge is whisper'd by$4$ the warbling LUTE. 107:03,037[' ]| Sharp VIOLINS proclaim 107:03,038[' ]| Their jealous Pangs and Desperation, 107:03,039[' ]| Fury, frantick Indignation, 107:03,040[' ]| Depths of Pains and Height of Passion, 107:03,041[' ]| For$4$ the fair, disdainful Dame. 107:03,042[' ]| But oh! what Art can teach 107:03,043[' ]| What human Voice can reach 107:03,044[' ]| The sacred ORGANS Praise? 107:03,045[' ]| Notes inspiring holy Love, 107:03,046[' ]| Notes that$6#1$ wing their heavenly Ways 107:03,047[' ]| To$9$ mend the Choires above. 107:03,048[' ]| Orpheus could lead the savage race, 107:03,049[' ]| And Trees unrooted left their Place, 107:03,050[' ]| Sequacious of the Lyre; 107:03,051[' ]| But bright CECILIA rais'd the Wonder higher; 107:03,052[' ]| When to$4$ her Organ vocal Breath was given, 107:03,053[' ]| An Angel heard, and straight appear'd 107:03,054[' ]| Mistaking Earth for$4$ Heav'n. 107:03,000[' ]| 107:03,055[' ]| As from the Pow'r of Sacred Lays 107:03,056[' ]| The Spheres began to$9$ move 107:03,057[' ]| And sung the great Creator's Praise 107:03,058[' ]| To$4$ all the bless'd above; 107:03,059[' ]| So$3$, when the last and dreadful Hour 107:03,060[' ]| This crumbling Pageant shall devour, 107:03,061[' ]| The TRUMPET shall be heard on$4$ high, 107:03,062[' ]| The dead shall live, the living die, 107:03,063[' ]| And MUSICK shall untune the Sky. 107:04,000[' ]| 107:04,001[' ]| A Quire of bright Beauties in$4$ Spring did appear, 107:04,002[' ]| To$9$ chuse a May-Lady to$9$ govern the Year; 107:04,003[' ]| All the Nymphs were in$4$ White, and the Shepherds in$4$ Green, 107:04,004[' ]| The Garland was giv'n, and Phillis was Queen; 107:04,005[' ]| But Phillis refus'd it, and sighing did say, 107:04,006[B ]| I will$1$ not wear a Garland while Pan is away. 107:04,007[B ]| While Pan, and fair Syrinx, are fled from our Shore, 107:04,008[B ]| The Graces are banish'd, and Love is no$2$ more: 107:04,009[B ]| The soft god of Pleasure that$6#1$ warm'd our Desires 107:04,010[B ]| Has broken his Bow, and extinguish'd his Fires, 107:04,011[B ]| And vows that$3$ himself, and his Mother, will$1$ mourn, 107:04,012[B ]| Till Pan and fair Syrinx in$4$ Triumph return. 107:04,013[B ]| Forbear your addresses, and Court us no$2$ more, 107:04,014[B ]| For$3$ we will$1$ perform what the Deity swore: 107:04,015[B ]| But, if you dare think of deserving our Charms, 107:04,016[B ]| Away with your Sheephooks, and take to$4$ your Arms; 107:04,017[B ]| Then Lawrels and Myrtles your Brows shall adorn, 107:04,018[B ]| When Pan, and his Son, and fair Syrinx return. 107:05,000[' ]| 107:05,001[A ]| Ask not the Cause, why sullen Spring 107:05,002[A ]| So$5#1$ long delays her flow'rs to$9$ bear; 107:05,003[A ]| Why warbling Birds forget to$9$ sing, 107:05,004[A ]| And Winter Storms invert the Year? 107:05,005[A ]| Chloris is gone; and Fate provides 107:05,006[A ]| To$9$ make it Spring, where she resides. 107:05,007[A ]| Chloris is gone, the Cruel Fair; 107:05,008[A ]| She cast not back a pitying Eye: 107:05,009[A ]| But left her Lover in$4$ Despair, 107:05,010[A ]| To$9$ sigh, to$9$ languish, and to$9$ die: 107:05,011[A ]| Ah, how can those fair Eyes endure 107:05,012[A ]| To$9$ give the wounds they will$1$ not cure. 107:05,013[A ]| Great God of Love, why hast thou made 107:05,014[A ]| A Face that$6#1$ can all Hearts command, 107:05,015[A ]| That$6#1$ all Religions can invade, 107:05,016[A ]| And change the Laws of ev'ry Land? 107:05,017[A ]| Where thou hadst plac'd such Pow'r before, 107:05,018[A ]| Thou shouldst have made her Mercy more. 107:05,019[A ]| When Chloris to$4$ the Temple comes, 107:05,020[A ]| Adoring Crowds before her Fall; 107:05,021[A ]| She can restore the Dead from Tombs, 107:05,022[A ]| And every Life but mine recall. 107:05,023[A ]| I only am by$4$ Love design'd 107:05,024[A ]| To$9$ be the Victim for$4$ Mankind. 107:06,000[' ]| 107:06,001[A ]| Go tell Amynta, gentle Swain, 107:06,002[A ]| I would not die, nor dare complain, 107:06,003[A ]| Thy tuneful Voice with numbers joyn, 107:06,004[A ]| Thy words will$1$ more prevail than mine. 107:06,005[A ]| To$4$ Souls oppress'd, and dumb with grief, 107:06,006[A ]| The Gods ordain this kind releif; 107:06,007[A ]| That$3$ Musick should in$4$ sounds convey 107:06,008[A ]| What dying Lovers dare not say. 107:06,009[A ]| A Sigh or Tear perhaps she will$1$ give, 107:06,010[A ]| But love on$4$ pitty can not live. 107:06,011[A ]| Tell her that$3$ Hearts for$4$ Hearts were made, 107:06,012[A ]| And love with love is only paid. 107:06,013[A ]| Tell her my pains so$5#1$ fast encrease, 107:06,014[A ]| That$3$ soon they will$1$ be past redress; 107:06,015[A ]| But ah! the Wretch, that$6#1$ speechless lyes, 107:06,016[A ]| Attends but Death to$9$ close his Eyes. 107:07,000[' ]| 107:07,001[A ]| Happy and free, securely blest, 107:07,002[A ]| No$2$ Beauty could disturb my Rest; 107:07,003[A ]| My am'rous Heart was in$4$ Despair, 107:07,004[A ]| To$9$ find a new victorious Fair: 107:07,005[A ]| Till you, descending on$4$ our Plains, 107:07,006[A ]| With foreign Force renew my Chains; 107:07,007[A ]| Where now you rule without Controul, 107:07,008[A ]| The mighty Sov'reign of my Soul. 107:07,009[A ]| Your Smiles have more of conqu'ring Charm 107:07,010[A ]| Than all your Native Country's Arms: 107:07,011[A ]| Their Troops we can expel with Ease, 107:07,012[A ]| Who$6#1$ vanquish only when we please. 107:07,013[A ]| But in$4$ your Eyes, oh, there is the Spell! 107:07,014[A ]| Who$6#2$ can see them, and not rebel? 107:07,015[A ]| You make us Captives by$4$ your Stay, 107:07,016[A ]| Yet kill us if you go away. 107:08,000[' ]| 107:08,001[A ]| Fair, sweet, and young, receive a prize 107:08,002[A ]| Reserv'd for$4$ your Victorious Eyes: 107:08,003[A ]| From Crowds, whom at your Feet you see, 107:08,004[A ]| O pity, and distinguish me; 107:08,005[A ]| As I from thousand Beauties more 107:08,006[A ]| Distinguish you, and only you adore. 107:08,007[A ]| Your Face for$4$ Conquest was design'd, 107:08,008[A ]| Your ev'ry Motion charms my Mind; 107:08,009[A ]| Angels, when you your Silence break, 107:08,010[A ]| Forget their Hymns to$9$ hear you speak; 107:08,011[A ]| But when at once they hear and view, 107:08,012[A ]| Are loath to$9$ mount, and long to$9$ stay with you. 107:08,013[A ]| No$2$ Graces can your Form improve, 107:08,014[A ]| But all are lost, unless you love; 107:08,015[A ]| While that$6#2$ sweet Passion you disdain, 107:08,016[A ]| Your Veil and Beauty are in$4$ vain. 107:08,017[A ]| In$4$ Pity then prevent my Fate, 107:08,018[A ]| For$3$ after dying all Reprieve is too late. 107:09,000[A ]| 107:09,001[A ]| High State and Honours to$4$ others impart, 107:09,002[A ]| But give me your Heart: 107:09,003[A ]| That$6#2$ Treasure, that$6#2$ Treasure alone, 107:09,004[A ]| I beg for$4$ my own. 107:09,005[A ]| So$5#1$ gentle a Love, so$5#1$ fervent a Fire, 107:09,006[A ]| My Soul does inspire. 107:09,007[A ]| That$6#2$ Treasure, that$6#2$ Treasure alone, 107:09,008[A ]| I beg for$4$ my own. 107:09,009[A ]| Your Love let me crave, 107:09,010[A ]| Give me in$4$ Possessing 107:09,011[A ]| So$5#1$ matchless a Blessing; 107:09,012[A ]| That$6#2$ Empire is all I would have. 107:09,013[A ]| Love is my Petition, 107:09,014[A ]| All my Ambition; 107:09,015[A ]| If e'er you discover 107:09,016[A ]| So$5#1$ faithful a Lover, 107:09,017[A ]| So$5#1$ real a Flame, 107:09,018[A ]| I will$1$ die, I will$1$ die, 107:09,019[A ]| So$3$ give up$5$ my Game. 107:00,000[' ]| 107:00,000[' ]| 107:10,000[' ]| 107:10,001[A ]| You charm'd me not with that$6#2$ fair face, 107:10,002[A ]| Though it was all divine: 107:10,003[A ]| To$9$ be another's is the grace 107:10,004[A ]| That$6#1$ makes me wish you mine. 107:10,005[A ]| The gods and Fortune take their part, 107:10,006[A ]| Who$6#1$ like$4$ young monarchs fight, 107:10,007[A ]| And boldly dare invade that$6#2$ heart 107:10,008[A ]| Which$6#1$ is another's right. 107:10,009[A ]| First, mad with hope, we undertake 107:10,010[A ]| To$9$ pull up$5$ every bar; 107:10,011[A ]| But, once possess'd, we faintly make 107:10,012[A ]| A dull defensive war. 107:10,013[A ]| Now, every friend is turn'd a foe, 107:10,014[A ]| In$4$ hope to$9$ get our store; 107:10,015[A ]| And passion makes us cowards grow, 107:10,016[A ]| Which$6#1$ made us brave before. 107:11,000[' ]| 107:11,001[A ]| After the pangs of a desperate lover, 107:11,002[A ]| When day and night I have sigh'd all in$4$ vain, 107:11,003[A ]| Ah what a pleasure it is to$9$ discover, 107:11,004[A ]| In$4$ her eyes pity, who$6#1$ causes my pain. 107:11,005[A ]| When with unkindness our love at a stand is, 107:11,006[A ]| And both have punish'd ourselves with the pain, 107:11,007[A ]| Ah what a pleasure the touch of her hand is, 107:11,008[A ]| Ah what a pleasure to$9$ press it again! 107:11,009[A ]| When the denial comes fainter and fainter, 107:11,010[A ]| And her eyes give what her tongue does deny, 107:11,011[A ]| Ah what a trembling I feel when I venture, 107:11,012[A ]| Ah what a trembling does usher my joy! 107:11,013[A ]| When, with a sigh, she accords me the blessing, 107:11,014[A ]| And her eyes twinkle 'twixt pleasure and pain, 107:11,015[A ]| Ah what a joy it is, beyond all expressing, 107:11,016[A ]| Ah what a joy to$9$ hear: 107:11,016@b | "Shall we again?" 107:12,000[' ]| 107:12,001[B ]| Celimena, of my heart, 107:12,002[B ]| None shall e'er bereave you: 107:12,003[B ]| If with your good leave I may 107:12,004[B ]| Quarrel with you once a day, 107:12,005[B ]| I will$1$ never leave you. 107:12,006[C ]| Passion is but an empty name 107:12,007[C ]| Where respect is wanting: 107:12,008[C ]| Damon, you mistake your aim; 107:12,009[C ]| Hang your heart, and burn your flame, 107:12,010[C ]| If you must be ranting. 107:12,011[B ]| Love as dull and muddy is 107:12,012[B ]| As decaying liquor: 107:12,013[B ]| Anger sets it on$4$ the lees, 107:12,014[B ]| And refines it by$4$ degrees, 107:12,015[B ]| Till it works it quicker. 107:12,016[C ]| Love by$4$ quarrels to$9$ beget 107:12,017[C ]| Wisely you endeavor; 107:12,018[C ]| With a grave physician's wit 107:12,019[C ]| Who$6#1$, to$9$ cure an ague fit, 107:12,020[C ]| Put me in$4$ a fever. 107:12,021[B ]| Anger rouses love to$9$ fight, 107:12,022[B ]| And his only bait is: 107:12,023[B ]| It is the spur to$4$ dull delight, 107:12,024[B ]| And is but an eager bite, 107:12,025[B ]| When desire at height is. 107:12,026[C ]| If such drops of heat can fall 107:12,027[C ]| In$4$ our wooing weather; 107:12,028[C ]| If such drops of heat can fall, 107:12,029[C ]| We shall have the devil and all 107:12,030[C ]| When we come together. 107:13,000[' ]| 107:13,001[A ]| Ah how sweet it is to$9$ love! 107:13,002[A ]| Ah how gay is young desire! 107:13,003[A ]| And what pleasing pains we prove 107:13,004[A ]| When we first approach love's fire! 107:13,005[A ]| Pains of love be sweeter far 107:13,006[A ]| Than all other pleasures are. 107:13,007[A ]| Sighs which$6#1$ are from lovers blown, 107:13,008[A ]| Do but gently heave the heart: 107:13,009[A ]| Ev'n the tears they shed alone, 107:13,010[A ]| Cure, like$4$ trickling balm, their smart. 107:13,011[A ]| Lovers when they lose their breath, 107:13,012[A ]| Bleed away in$4$ easy death. 107:13,013[A ]| Love and time with reverence use, 107:13,014[A ]| Treat them like$4$ a parting friend: 107:13,015[A ]| Nor the golden gifts refuse, 107:13,016[A ]| Which$6#1$ in$4$ youth sincere they send: 107:13,017[A ]| For$3$ each year their price is more, 107:13,018[A ]| And they less simple than before. 107:13,019[A ]| Love, like$4$ spring-tides full and high, 107:13,020[A ]| Swells in$4$ every youthful vein; 107:13,021[A ]| But each tide does less supply, 107:13,022[A ]| Till they quite shrink in$5$ again: 107:13,023[A ]| If a flow in$4$ age appear, 107:13,024[A ]| It is but rain, and runs not clear. 107:14,000[' ]| 107:14,001[A ]| Why should a foolish marriage vow, 107:14,002[A ]| Which$6#1$ long ago was made, 107:14,003[A ]| Oblige us to$4$ each other now, 107:14,004[A ]| When passion is decay'd? 107:14,005[A ]| We lov'd, and we lov'd, as long as we could, 107:14,006[A ]| Till our love was lov'd out in$4$ us both; 107:14,007[A ]| But our marriage is dead, when the pleasure is fled: 107:14,008[A ]| It was pleasure first made it an oath. 107:14,009[A ]| If I have pleasures for$4$ a friend, 107:14,010[A ]| And farther love in$4$ store, 107:14,011[A ]| What wrong has he whose joys did end, 107:14,012[A ]| And who$6#2$ could give no$2$ more? 107:14,013[A ]| It is a madness that$3$ he should be jealous of me, 107:14,014[A ]| Or that$3$ I should bar him of another: 107:14,015[A ]| For$3$ all we can gain is to$9$ give ourselves pain, 107:14,016[A ]| When neither can hinder the other. 107:15,000[A ]| 107:15,001[C ]| Farewell, ungrateful traitor! 107:15,002[C ]| Farewell, my perjur'd swain! 107:15,003[C ]| Let never injur'd creature 107:15,004[C ]| Believe a man again. 107:15,005[C ]| The pleasure of possessing 107:15,006[C ]| Surpasses all expressing, 107:15,007[C ]| But it is too short a blessing, 107:15,008[C ]| And love too long a pain. 107:15,009[C ]| It is easy to$9$ deceive us, 107:15,010[C ]| In$4$ pity of your pain; 107:15,011[C ]| But when we love, you leave us 107:15,012[C ]| To$9$ rail at you in$4$ vain. 107:15,013[C ]| Before we have descried it, 107:15,014[C ]| There is no$2$ bliss beside it; 107:15,015[C ]| But she that$6#1$ once has tried it, 107:15,016[C ]| Will$1$ never love again. 107:15,017[C ]| The passion you pretended, 107:15,018[C ]| Was only to$9$ obtain; 107:15,019[C ]| But when the charm is ended, 107:15,020[C ]| The charmer you disdain. 107:15,021[C ]| Your love by$4$ ours we measure, 107:15,022[C ]| Till we have lost our treasure; 107:15,023[C ]| But dying is a pleasure, 107:15,024[C ]| When living is a pain. 107:16,000[' ]| 107:16,001[B ]| Fair Iris and her swain 107:16,002[B ]| Were in$4$ a shady bow'r; 107:16,003[B ]| Where Thyrsis long in$4$ vain 107:16,004[B ]| Had sought the shepherd's hour; 107:16,005[B ]| At length his hand advancing upon$4$ her snowy breast, 107:16,006[B ]| He said, O kiss me longer, 107:16,007[B ]| And longer yet and longer, 107:16,008[B ]| If you will$1$ make me blest." 107:16,009[C ]| An easy yielding maid 107:16,010[C ]| By$4$ trusting is undone; 107:16,011[C ]| Our sex is oft betray'd 107:16,012[C ]| By$4$ granting love too soon. 107:16,013[C ]| If you desire to$9$ gain me, your suff'rings to$9$ redress, 107:16,014[C ]| Prepare to$9$ love me longer, 107:16,015[C ]| And longer yet, and longer, 107:16,016[C ]| Before you shall possess. 107:16,017[B ]| The little care you show 107:16,018[B ]| Of all my sorrows past 107:16,019[B ]| Makes death appear too slow 107:16,020[B ]| And life too long to$9$ last. 107:16,021[B ]| Fair Iris, kiss me kindly, in$4$ pity of my fate; 107:16,022[B ]| And kindly still, and kindly, 107:16,023[B ]| Before it be too late. 107:16,024[C ]| You fondly court your bliss, 107:16,025[C ]| And no$2$ advances make; 107:16,026[C ]| It is not for$4$ maids to$9$ kiss, 107:16,027[C ]| But it is for$4$ men to$9$ take. 107:16,028[C ]| So$3$ you may kiss me kindly, and I will$1$ not rebel; 107:16,029[C ]| And kindly still, and kindly, 107:16,030[C ]| But kiss me not and tell. 107:16,000[' ]| 107:16,031[X ]| Thus at the height we love and live, 107:16,032[X ]| And fear not to$9$ be poor; 107:16,033[X ]| We give, and give, and give, and give, 107:16,034[X ]| Till we can give no$2$ more; 107:16,035[X ]| But what to-day will$1$ take away, 107:16,036[X ]| To-morrow will$1$ restore. 107:16,037[X ]| Thus at the heighth we love and live, 107:16,038[X ]| And fear not to$9$ be poor. 107:17,000[' ]| 107:17,001[A ]| No$7$, no$7$, poor suff'ring heart, no$2$ change endeavor, 107:17,002[A ]| Choose to$9$ sustain the smart, rather than leave her; 107:17,003[A ]| My ravish'd eyes behold such charms about her, 107:17,004[A ]| I can die with her, but not live without her; 107:17,005[A ]| One tender sigh of hers to$9$ see me languish, 107:17,006[A ]| Will$1$ more than pay the price of my past anguish: 107:17,007[A ]| Beware, O cruel fair, how you smile on$4$ me, 107:17,008[A ]| It was a kind look of yours that$6#1$ has undone me. 107:17,009[A ]| Love has in$4$ store for$4$ me one happy minute, 107:17,010[A ]| And she will$1$ end my pain who$6#1$ did begin it; 107:17,011[A ]| Then no$2$ day void of bliss, or pleasure, leaving, 107:17,012[A ]| Ages shall slide awy, without perceiving: 107:17,013[A ]| Cupid shall guard the door, the more to$9$ please us, 107:17,014[A ]| And keep out Time and Death, when they would seize us: 107:17,015[A ]| Time and Death shall depart, and say, in$4$ flying, 107:17,016[A ]| Love has found out a way to$9$ love by$4$ dying. 107:18,000[' ]| 107:18,001[C ]| Young I am, and yet unskill'd 107:18,002[C ]| How to$9$ make a lover yield; 107:18,003[C ]| How to$9$ keep, or how to$9$ gain, 107:18,004[C ]| When to$9$ love, and when to$9$ feign. 107:18,005[C ]| Take me, take me, some of you, 107:18,006[C ]| While I am yet young and true; 107:18,007[C ]| Ere I can my soul disguise, 107:18,008[C ]| Heave my breasts, and roll my eyes. 107:18,009[C ]| Stay not till I learn the way, 107:18,010[C ]| How to$9$ lie, and to$9$ betray: 107:18,011[C ]| He that$6#1$ has me first, is blest, 107:18,012[C ]| For$3$ I may deceive the rest. 107:18,013[C ]| Could I find a blooming youth, 107:18,014[C ]| Full of love, and full of truth, 107:18,015[C ]| Brisk, and of a jaunty mien, 107:18,016[C ]| I should long to$9$ be fifteen.