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MUSICAL MISCELLANY. I57
But fhe, with accents all divine,
Did my fond fuit reprove ;
And while fhe chid my rafh defign,
She but inflam'd my love.
Her beauty oft had pleas'd before,
While her bright eyes did roll :
But virtue only had the pow'r
To charm my very foul.
Then who wou'd cruelly deceive,
Or from fuch beauty part ?
1 loved her fo, I could not leave
The charmer of my heart.
My eager fondnefs I obey'd,
-Refolv'd me fhould be mine,
Till Hymen to my arms convey'd-
My treafure fo divine.
Now happy in my Nelly's love,
Tranfporting is my joy :
No greater bleiling can I prove,
So blefs'd a man am I :
For beauty may a while retain
The conquer'd flutt'ring heart ;
:But virtue only is the chain
Holds never to depart
O

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