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catch my wounded heart. And, like the flirt* - ring
Altho' the Heavens her heart have made
Tnfenfible of care,
Yet will T ga/e, nor hope for aid,
But gazing 1 defpair: ■-=-
Then tell me, ye who read the fkies,
The myftery difclofe,
Why, for the pleafure of my eyes
I forfeit my repofe .

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