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 THOMAS LODGE, M.D.

''SIREN pleasant! foe to reason''

[PHILLIS]

AN ODE.

Now I find thy looks were feignèd, Quickly lost and quickly gainèd! Soft thy skin, like wool of wethers, Heart unstable, light as feathers; Tongue untrusty, subtle sighted, Wanton will, with change delighted: SIREN pleasant! foe to reason. CUPID plague thee for this treason!

Of thine eyes, I made my mirror, From thy beauty came mine error, All thy words I countèd witty, All thy smiles I deemèd pity. Thy false tears that me aggrievèd First of all my trust deceivèd: SIREN pleasant! foe to reason, CUPID plague thee for this treason!

Feigned acceptance when I askèd, Lovely words with cunning maskèd, Holy vows, but heart unholy: Wretched man! my trust was folly. Lily white and pretty winking, Solemn vows, but sorry thinking: SIREN pleasant! foe to reason, CUPID plague thee for this treason!