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WHEN first Amyntas su'd for a Kiss,
My innocent Heart was tender;
That tho' I push'd him away from the bliss,
My Eyes declar'd my Heart was won;
I fain an artful Coyness wou'd use,
Before I the Fort did Surrender:
But Love wou'd suffer no more such abuse,
And soon, alas! my cheat was known:
He'd sit all day, and laugh and play,
A thousand pretty things would say;
My hand he'd squeez, and press my knees,
Till farther on he got by degrees.
My Heart, just like a Vessel at Sea,
Wou'd toss when Amyntas was near me;
But ah! so cunning a Pilot was he,
Thro' Doubts and Fears he'd still sail on:
I thought in him no danger cou'd be,
Too wisely he knows how to steer me;
And soon, alas! was brought to agree,
To tast of Joys before unknown:
Well might he boast his Pain not lost,
For soon he found the Golden Coast;
Enjoy'd the Oar, and 'tach'd the shore,
Where never Merchant went before.
