Wit And Mirth: Or Pills to Purge Melancholy, Vol. 5 of 6
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Oh may she never keep _Oh Hone, Oh Hone_;Her Water in her Sleep, _Oh Hone, Oh Hone_:May never Pence nor Pounds, Come more within the Bounds, Of her Pocket Ad-sounds, _Oh Hone, Oh Hone_. DAMON _forsaken. Set by Mr. _ WROTH. [Music] When that young _Damon_ bless'd my Heart, And in soft Words did move;How did I hug the pleasing Dart, And thank'd the God of Love:_Cupid_, said I, my best lov'd Lamb, That in my Bosom lives:To thee, for kindling this dear Flame, To thee, kind God, I'll give. But pryin...g Friends o'er-heard my Vow, And murmur'd in my Ear;_Damon_ hath neither Flocks nor Plough, Girl what thou dost beware:They us'd so long their cursed Art, And damn'd deluding sham;That I agreed with them to part, Nor offer'd up my Lamb. _Cupid_ ask'd for his Offering, 'Cause I refus'd to pay;He took my _Damon_ on his Wing, And carry'd him quite away:Pitch'd him before _Olinda's_ Charms, Those Wonders of the Plain;Commanding her into her Arms, To take the dearest Swain. The envy'd Nymph, soon, soon obey'd, And bore away the Prize;'Tis well she did, for had she stay'd, I'd snatch'd him from her Eyes:My Lamb was with gay Garlands dress'd, The Pile prepar'd to burn;Hoping that if the God appeas'd, My _Damon_ might return.
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