Orpheus Caledonius. 31
I knew no greater Blefllng,
So bleft a Man was I.
And flie, all ravifh'd with Delight,
Bid me oft come again;
And kindly vow'd, that ev'ry Night,
She'd rife and let me iii.
But ah ! at laft fhe proy'd with Bairn,
Andfighing fat and dull.
And I that was as much concerned,
Look'd e'en juft like a Fool.
Her lovely Eyes with Tears ran o'er.
Repenting her rafh Sin :
She figh'd, and curs'd the fatal Hour^
That e'er fhe loot me in.
But who cou'd cruelly deceive.
Or from fuch Beauty part :
I lov'd her fo, I could not leave
The Charmer of my Heart 5
But wedded, and conceal'd our Crime :
Thus all was well again ; T
And now fhe thanks the happy Time
That e'er fhe loot me in.
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