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DRINKING IN A BOWL.

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I.

ULCAN, contrive me fuch a cup
As Neftor us'd of old;

Shew all thy skill to trim it up,

Damask it round with gold.

II.

Make it fo large, that, fill'd with fack
Up to the fwelling brim,

Vaft toasts on the delicious lake,

Like ships at fea, may

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fwim.

Engrave not battle on his cheek;

With war I've nought to do;
I'm none of thofe that took Mæftrick,
Nor Yarmouth leaguer knew.

IV.

Let it no name of planets tell,
Fix'd ftars, or conftellations :

For I am no Sir Sidrophel,

Nor none of his relations.

V.

But carve thereon a fpreading vine;
Then add two lovely boys;

Their limbs in amorous folds intwine,

The type of future joys.

VI. Cupid

VI.

Cupid and Bacchus my faints are.
May drink and love still reign!
With wine I wash away my cares,
And then to Love again.

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A S O N G.

I.

S Chloris full of harmless thoughts
Beneath a willow lay,

Kind Love a youthful fhepherd brought,
To pass the time away.

II.

She blush'd to be encounter'd fo,
And chid the amorous fwain ;
But, as she ftrove to rife and go,
He pull'd her down again.

III.

A fudden paffion feiz'd her heart,
In fpight of her difdain;

She found a pulse in every part,

And love in every vein.

IV.

Ah, youth! (faid fhe) what charms are thefe,

That conquer and furprize?

Ah! let me---

e----for, unless you please,

I have no power to rise.

V.

She fainting spoke, and trembling lay,
For fear he should comply;

Her lovely eyes her heart betray,
And give her tongue the lye.

VI.

Thus fhe, who princes had deny'd,
With all their pomp and train,
Was in the lucky minute try'd,
And yielded to a swain.

A SONG

I.

GIVE me leave to rail at you,

I ask nothing but my due;

To call you falfe, and then to say
You fhall not keep my heart a day:
But, alas! against my will,

I must be your captive still.

Ah! be kinder then; for I

Cannot change, and would not die.

II.

Kindness has refiftlefs charms,
All befides but weakly move,
Fierceft anger it disarms,

And clips the wings of flying love.

Beauty

Beauty does the heart invade,

Kindness only can perfuade;

It gilds the lover's fervile chain,

And makes the flaves grow pleas'd again.

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NOTHING adds to your fond fire

More than scorn, and cold disdain :

I, to cherish your defire,

Kindness us'd, but 't was in vain.

II.

You infisted on your slave,

Humble love you foon refus'd; Hope not then a power to have Which ingloriously you us’d.

III.

Think not, Thyrfis, I will e'er
By my love my empire lofe;
You grow conftant through defpair,
Love return'd you would abuse.

IV.

Though you ftill poffefs my heart,
Scorn and rigour I must feign:

Ah! forgive that only art
Love has left your love to gain.

V.

You that could my heart fubdue,
To new conquefts ne'er pretend :
Let th' example make me true,

And of a conquer'd foe a friend.

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I Cannot change, as others do,

Though you unjustly scorn ;

Since that poor fwain that fighs for you,

For you alone was born,

No, Phillis, no, your heart to move

A furer way I'll try ;

And, to revenge my flighted love,

Will still love on, will still love on, and die.

II.

When, kill'd with grief, Amyntas lies,

And you to mind fhall call

The fighs that now unpity'd rise,
The tears that vainly fall:

That

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