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(18) Page 4 - My deary, if thou die
Orpheus Caledonius.
II.
My Deary ^ if thou die^
O V E never more fhall give me pain,
My Fancy's iix'd on thee %
iNor ever Maid my Heart fnall gain.
My '^eggy^ if thou die.
Thy Beauties did fuch Pleafure give.
Thy Love's fo true to me :
Without thee I iliall never live,
My Deary, if thou die.
If Fate ftiall tear thee from my Breads
How fhall I lonely ftray ?
In dreary Dreams the Night I'll waftcj
In Sighs the filent Day.
I ne'er can fp much Virtue find.
Nor fuch Perfedion fee :
Then I'll renounce all Woman-kind,
My Teggy^ after thee.
Ko new-blown Beauty fires my Heart
With QipcCs raving Rage,
But

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