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Lady Mary W***, to Sir W*** Y***

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I.
EAR Colin, prevent my warm blushes,

Since how can I speak without pain
My eyes have oft told you their wishes,

Ah! can't you their meaning explain? My passion wou'd lose by expression,

And you too might cruelly blame :
Then don't you expect a confeflion
Of what is too tender to name.

II.
Since yours is the province of speaking,

Why shou'd you expect it of me?
Our wishes shou'd be in our keeping,

'Till you tell us what they shou'd be. Then quickly why don't you discover ? Did your

breast feel tortures like mine, Eyes need not tell over and over

What I in my bosom confine.

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I.
OOD madam, when ladies are willing,

A man must needs look like a fool;
For me I wou'd not give a shilling

For one that is kind out of rule.

At least you might stay for my offer,

Not snatch like old maids in despair,
If you've liv'd to these years without proffer,
Your fighs are now lost in the air.

II.
You might leave me to guess by your blushing,

And not speak the matter so plain ;
'Tis ours to pursue and be pushing,

'Tis yours to affect a disdain.
That you're in a pitiful taking,

By all your sweet ogles I see;
But the fruit that will fall without shaking

Indeed is too mellow for me.

Miss Soper's Answer to'a Lady, who invited

her to retire into a monastic Life at St. Cross, near WINCHESTER.

I.
I
N vain, mistaken maid, you'd fly

To desart and to shade;
But since you call, for once I'll try
How well your vows are made.

II.
To noise and cares let's bid adieu,

And solitude commend.
But how the world will envy you,
And pity me your friend !
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III. You,

III.
You, like rich metal hid in earth,

Each swain will dig to find ;
But I expect no second birth,

For dross is left behind.

REPENTANCE. By the Same.

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1.
L L attendants apart

I examin'd my heart,
Last night when I lay'd me to rest;

And methinks I'm inclin'd

To a change of my mind,
For, you know, second thoughts are the best.

II.
To retire from the crowd

And make ourselves good,
By avoiding of every temptation,

Is in truth to reveal

What we'd better conceal,
That our pasions want some regulation.

III.
It will much more redound

To our praise to be found,
In a world fo abounding with evil,

Unspotted and pure;

Tho' not so demure,
As to wage open war with the devil.

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IV. Then bidding farewell

To the thoughts of a cell, I'll

prepare for a militant life; And if brought to distress,

Why then I'll confefs,
And do penance in shape of a wife.

A SONG. By T. P***cy.

O

Nancy, wilt thou

go
with

me,
Nor sigh to leave the flaunting town :
Can filent glens have charms for thee,

The lowly cot and russet gown? No longer dress’d in filken sheen,

No longer deck'd with jewels rare, Say can'ít thou quit each courtly scene,

Where thou wert fairest of the fair?

O Nancy! when thou'rt far away,

Wilt thou not cast a wish behind ? Say canst thou face the parching ray,

Nor shrink before the wintry wind? O can that soft and gentle mien

Extremes of hardship learn to bear, Nor sad regret each courtly scene,

Where thou wert fairest of the fair ?

O Nancy

O Nancy! can'st thou love fo true,

Thro' perils keen with me to go,
Or when thy swain mishap shall rue,
To share with him the

pang

of woe?
Say fhould disease or pain befal,

Wilt thou assume the nurse's care,
Nor wistful those

gay

scenes recall Where thou wert fairest of the fair?

And when at last thy love shall die,

Wilt thou receive his parting breath?
Wilt thou repress each struggling figh,

And clear with smiles the bed of death?
And wilt thou o'er his breathless clay

Strew flow'rs, and drop the tender tear,
Nor then regret thofe scenes so gay,

Where thou wert faireft of the fair?

CYNTHIA, an Elegiac

an Elegiac Poem.

By the Same.
Libeat tibi Cynthia mecum
Rofcida mufcofis antra tenere jugis. PROPERT.
ENEATH an aged oak's embow'ring shade,

Whose spreading arms with gray mofs fringed were,
Around whose trunk the clafping ivy stray'd;
A love-lorn youth oft pensive wou'd repair.

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