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6.2^ Orpheus Caledonius.
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Peggy, 1 7nujl love thee.
AS from a Rock pad all Relief,
The fhipwrackt Colin fpying
His Native Soil, overcome with Grief,
Half funk in Waves, and dying:
With the next Morning Sun he fpies
A Ship, which gives unhop'd Surprifc 5
New Life fprings up, he lifts his Eyes
With Joy, and waits her Motion.
So when by her whom long I lov'd,
I fcorn'd was, and deferted,
Low withDefpair my Spirits mov*d.
To be for ever parted :
Thus droopt I, till diviner Grace
I found in Teggfs Mind and Face j
Ingratitude appear'd then bafe.
But Vertue more engaging.
Then now fince happily I've hit,
ril have no more delaying ;
Let Beauty yield to manly Wit,
We lofe ourfelves in flaying s
I rill

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