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O had I all that wealth
Hoploun's high mountains fill,
Infur'd long life and health,
And pleafures at my will ;
Fd promife and fulfill,
That none but bonny me,
The lafsofP^/y's mill,
Shou'd mare the fame wi' me.
GREEN SLEEVES.
YE watchful guardians of the fair,
Who skiff on wings of ambient air,,
Of my dear Delia take a care,
And reprefent her lover
With all the gaity of youth,
With honour, juftice, love and truth 5
'â– Till I return, her pafTions footh,
For me, in whifpers move her.
Be careful no bafe fordid Have,
With foul funk in a golden grave,
Who knows no virtue but to fave,
With glaring gold bewitch her.
Tell her, for me fhe was defign'd,
For me, who know how to be kind,
And have mair plenty in my mind,
Than one who's ten times richer.
Let all the world turn upfide down,
And fools run an eternal round,
In quell ofwhat can ne'er be found,
To pleafe their vain ambition.
Let little minds great charms efpy,
In madows which at diftance ly,
Whofe hop'd for pleafures, when come 'nigh,
Prove nothing in fruition.
But

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