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And when in Thetis lap of rest,
To please my lovely Peggy. With her a cottage would delight, All's happy when she's in my sight, But when she's gone it's endless night,
All's dark without my Peggy. .
The zephyr's air, the violet blows,
That does my lovely Peggy.
say, The fragrant breath of blooming May,
Was not so sweet as Peggy,
While bees from flow'r to flow'r shall rove,
So long shall I love Peggy.
“Adieu my lovely Peggy!”
TO MRS. WOFFINGTON.
(Written in July 1744.)
IN IMITATION OF
Ulla si juris tibi pejerati
Hor. Lib. 2, Od. 8.
IF heav'n upon thy perjur'd head,
For all thy hate to truth ;.
Or rotted but one tooth,
I would believe its pow'rs; but you
Charms flow from perjuries;
That makes fresh beauties rise.
By Venus, Cupid, ev'ry pow'r,
Regardless of their wrath;
Like my good Lord of Bath.
But at each broken oath and vow,
Who have so often tried her;
And stretch his empire wider.
See all our youth confess thy pow'r,
And press to drag thy chain ;
, Repentant Darnley * longs like me,
To be thy slave again.
* Edward Bligh, second Earl of Darnley.-W.
That beauteous face, those heav'nly charms, The cautious mother's breast alarms,
For her young darling son; And each penurious father fears, Lest their unthinking am'rous heirs,
Should gaze, and be undone,
Venus, whose charms rule all above,
And for her beauty's pow'r ;
Like her a thorough w