Volume 5 — A SONG.
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WHEN first I fair Celinda knew, Her Kindness then was great: Her Eyes I cou’d with Pleasure view, And friendly Rays did meet: In all Delights we past the time, That could Diversion move; She oft would kindly hear me Rhime Upon some others Love: She oft would kindly hear me Rhime, Upon some others Love. But ah! at last I grew too bold, Prest by my growing Flame; For when my Passion I had told, She hated ev’n my Name: Thus I that cou’d her Friendship boast, And did her Love pursue; And taught Contentment at the cost, Of Love and Friendship too.
