She is faithlefs, and I am undone; What it cannot inftruct you to cure. 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, The glance that undid my repose. The flow'r, and the shrub, and the tree, The sweets of a dew-fprinkled rofe, The found of a murmuring stream, Fate never beftow'd fuch delight, O ye woods, spread your branches apace; I would hide with the beasts of the chace; Yet my reed fhall refound thro' the grove With the fame fad complaint it begun; How she smil'd, and I could not but love; Was faithlefs, and I am undone ! LEVITIES; L PIE FLIRT and PHIL; A Decifion for the LADIES, Α Wit, by learning well refin'd, AA beau, but of the rural kind, TO SILVIA made pretences; They both profefs'd an equal love : Young fprightly FLIRT, of blooming mien, Went-when his glass advis'd him: While meagre PHIL of books enquir'd; parts admir'd; A wight, for wit and And witty ladies priz'd him, SILVIA |