Inconftancy or Coldness will

My foolish Heart reclaim:

Then I come off with Honour still,

But you, alas! with Shame.

A Heart by Kindnefs only gain'd,
Will a dear Conqueft prove;
And, to be kept, must be maintain'd
At vaft Expence of Love.

The VENTURE.

H, how I languifh! What a ftrange

Unruly fierce Defire!

My Spirits feel fome wondrous Change,

My Heart is all on fire.

Now, all ye wifer Thoughts, away,

In vain your Tale

ye tell

Of patient Hopes, and dull Delay,
Love's foppish Part; farewel.

Suppofe one Week's Delay would give
All that my Wishes move;

Oh, who fo long a Time can live,

Stretch'd on the Rack of Love!

Her

Her Soul perhaps is too fublime,

To like fuch flavish Fear;

Discretion, Prudence, all is Crime,

If once condemn'd by her.

When Honour does the Soldier call

To fome unequal Fight,

Refolv'd to conquer or to fall,

Before his Gen'ral's Sight;

Advanc'd the happy Hero lives;

Or if ill Fate denies,

The noble Rashness Heav'n forgives,

And gloriously he dies,

But when the Sun breaks kindly forth,

Those fainter Flames expire.

Then

Then blame me not for flighting now

What I did once adore;

O, do but this one Change allow,

And I can change no more:

Fixt by your never-failing Charms,

Till I with Age decay,

Till languishing within your Arms,

I figh my Soul away.

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