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FsANCTS Semple. Froiii Watson's Collection, 1706.
The night her silent sable wore,
And gloomy were the skies ;
Of glittering stars appear' d no more
Than those in Nelly's eyes.
When to her father's door I came,
Where I had often been,
I begg'd my fair and lovely dame
To rise and let me in.
But she with accents all divine
Did my fond suit reprove ;
And while she chid my rash design,
She but inflamed my love.
Her beauty oft had pleased before,
While her bright eyes did roll ;
But virtue had the very power
To charm my very soul.
Then who would cruelly deceive,
Or from such beauty part ?
I loved her so, I could not leave
The charmer of my heart.
My eager fondness I obey'd,
Resolved she should be mine.
Till Hymen to my arms convey'd
My treasure so divine.
Now, happy in my Nelly's love,
Transporting is my joy ;
No greater blessing can I prove,
So blest a man am I :
For beauty may a while retain
The conquer'd fluttering heart ;
But virtue only is the chain
Holds never to depart.

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