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PASTORALS.
"Me flock nor stream, nor winds nor woes, relieve;
"She lov'd through life, and I through life will grieve.
"She lov'd through life, and I through life will grieve.
Awake, my pipe; in every note express
Fair Stella's death, and Colinet's distress. 76
Fair Stella's death, and Colinet's distress. 76
"Ye gentler maids, companions of my fair,
"With down-cast look, and with dishevell'd hair,
"All beat the breast, and wring your hands and moan;
"Her hour, untimely, might have prov'd your own: 80
"Her hour, untimely, help me to lament;
"And let your hearts at Stella's name relent.
"With down-cast look, and with dishevell'd hair,
"All beat the breast, and wring your hands and moan;
"Her hour, untimely, might have prov'd your own: 80
"Her hour, untimely, help me to lament;
"And let your hearts at Stella's name relent.
Awake, my pipe; in every note express
Fair Stella's death, and Colinet's distress.84
Fair Stella's death, and Colinet's distress.84
"In vain the indearing luster of your eyes
"We dote upon, and you as vainly prize.
"What though your beauty bless the faithful swain,
"And in the enamour'd heart like queens ye reign; 88
"Yet in their prime does death the fairest kill,
"As ruthless winds the tender blossoms spill.
"We dote upon, and you as vainly prize.
"What though your beauty bless the faithful swain,
"And in the enamour'd heart like queens ye reign; 88
"Yet in their prime does death the fairest kill,
"As ruthless winds the tender blossoms spill.
Awake,
