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She is faithlefs, and I am undone;
Ye that witness the woes I endure,
Let reafon instruct you to fhun

What it cannot instruct you to cure. • Beware how ye loiter in vain

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Amid nymphs of an higher degree: It is not for me to explain

How fair, and how fickle they be,

Alas! from the day that we met,
What hope of an end to my woes?
When I cannot endure to forget

The glance that undid my repose.
Yet time may diminish the pain:

The flow'r, and the shrub, and the tree,
Which I rear'd for her pleasure in vain,
In time may have comfort for me.

The sweets of a dew-sprinkled rofe,

The found of a murmuring stream,
The peace which from folitude flows,
Henceforth fhall be CORYDON's theme.
High transports are fhewn to the fight,
But we are not to find them our own;

Fate never bestow'd fuch delight,
As I with my PHYLLIS had known.

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O ye woods, fpread your branches apace;
To your deepest receffes I fly;

I would hide with the beafts of the chace;
I would vanish from every eye.

Yet my reed shall refound thro' the grove
With the fame fad complaint it begun;
How fhe fmil'd, and I could not but love;
Was faithlefs, and I am undone !

LEVITIES;

LEVITIES;

O R

PIECES of HUMOUR.

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FLIRT and PHIL;

A Decifion for the LADIES.

A Wit, by learning well refin’d,

A beau, but of the rural kind,

TO SILVIA made pretences;
They both profefs'd an equal love :
Yet hop'd, by different means, to move
Her judgment, or her fenfes.

Young sprightly FLIRT, of blooming mien,
Watch'd the best minutes to be seen;

Went-when his glass advis'd him:
While meagre PHIL of books enquir'd;
A wight, for wit and parts admir'd;
And witty ladies priz'd him.

SILVIA

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