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(257) Page 241 - Chloris, for fear you should think to deceive me
Pills to Purge Melancholy. 241
Then soon my Mother took my part,
This Girl we must not baulk so ;
There's something sad, grows near her Heart,
Her Face is Pale as Chalk too :
And now 'tis done, the Steeple rings,
We each call Joy and Honey ;
Whilst I despise the Crowns of Kings,
I'm pleas'd so well with Sawney.
To Chloris.
A SONG.
CHloris, for fear you should think to deceive me,
Know all my Life I have studied your kind ;
Learn'd in your Grammar, I'd have you believe me,
And all your Tricks in my Practice you'll find :
Ogling and Glances,
Sighs and advances.
Poor Country Cully no more shall ensnare ;
Pantings and Tremblings,
Fits and DissembHngs,
Now you must leave, and Intrigue on the Square.
Give me the Girl that's good natur'd and Witty,
Whose pleasant Talk can her Friend entertain ;
One who's not Proud, if you tell her she's Pretty,
And yet enough to be Honest and Clean :
Pox on Town Cheatings,
Jilts and Cognettings,
I my Dear Chloris, will bring up by Hand,
Tears and Complainings,
Breed but Disdainings,
Those still Love best that are under Command.
VOL. II. n

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