( 8 ) With ſmiles the lovely maid reply'd, kind Shepherd why ſhould I deceive ye, Alas! your love muſt be dony'd, this deſtin'd breaſt can ne'er relieve ye. Young Damon came with Cupid's art, his wyles, his ſmiles, his charms beguiling, He ſtole away my virgin heart; ceaſe poor Amyntor, ceaſe bewailing, Some brighter beauty you may find, on yonder plain the nymphs are many, Then chuſe ſome heart that's unconſin'd, and leave to Damon his own Annie. The HAPPY MARRIAGE. How bleſt has my time been? what joys have I known? Since wedlock's ſoft bondage made Jeffey my own, So joyful my heart is, ſo eaſy my chain, That freedom is taſteleſs, and roving a pain. That freedom is taſteleſs, &c. Thro' walks grown with woodbines as often we fray, Around us our boys do frolick and play, How pleaſing their ſport is! the wanton one's fee, And borrow their looks from my Jeffey and me. To try her ſweet temper, oft times am I ſeen, In revels all day with the nymphs of the green: Though painful my abſence my doubts ſhe beguiles, And meets me at night with complacence and ſmiles. What though on her cheeks the roſe loſes its hue, Her wit and good humour blooms all the year thro's Time fill, as he flies, adds increaſe to her truth, And gives to her mind what he ſteals from her youth. Ye ſhepherds ſo gay who make love to enſnare And cheat with falſe vows, the too credulous Fair: In ſearch of true pleaſure, how vainly you roam, To hold it for life, you muſt find it at home, FINIS.
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