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Show Zjrm*. Whenfirft [ Paw Phorfano Lov'd this Fair, I watchM hisxvef y glance, obferv.'d 'egvbocb; ' O'er heard his Promifes and Guilty Vows, Inform'd Etnilta, (he in Tears Complain'd Of what my Lord with horrid Oaths Deny'd. W e who attended were Commanded forth; An& when to'help him were recall, O h Cruelty ! W e found her Dying in his perjur'd Arms. Luc. Accurft Defcent on this Unhappy //7c.' Better for thee, thou kindell: of thy Sex For JJfamenea, for m y felf,for all, That Seas had fwallowd us,, or Pyratcs flain, Before w e Landed on this Fatal Shoar ; i M y Brother -toft;* m y Sifter, O k mySoul, To him, to me, to Venue loft (or ever. W h o will defendnse from the pow^r of Luft? W h o guard m y fnnocence,and watch m y Youth? To w horn fhall I complain ia m y Di&rels ? Pitty is Deaf, and Heaven will only Hear. Zj.rm, May Heav'n, on w h o m you call, be your defence: For now, even now, I hear Pkorfkno** Voice ; The found of Mufick in a Neighbouring Walk: He ne 'er retires but when the fever's high* He comes,and'twou'dbeDeathforme to (tay.[£#/j hue. Oh whither (hall I fly ? [ Phorfano enttn, Mufick . at fame dijiance Retakes hold ofLu* c'mdg,asfhe offers torife and go off. Phorf. Whither, m y Love, but to m y longing Arms.? W h y art thou fond of Solitude and Shade ? W h y doft thou (hun the Pleafures of the Court ? ' /thy Apollo, a'ndrrny Dxphne Thou.: nA W h y Fly 'ft while I purfue thee with a Song ? Begin, you M e n of Art,your Tuneful Strains ; Let the (oft Zephirs from the Citron Groves Difperle their evening Sweets, And every Senfe be Charmfdi vd o B 2 Man |