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 She turn'd about, and ſaid, behold,

I'm not at your devotion;

But, Sir, I thank you for your gold,

'twill help to enlarge my portion.

I began to ſtamp and ſtare,

to ſee what ſhe had acted;

With my hands I tore my hair,

like one that was diſtracted.

Give me my money then I cry'd,

good faith I did but lend it;

But ſhe full faſt away did ride,

and vow'd ſhe did not intend it.



EN. years dike Troy, my ſtubborn heart,

withſtood th' aſſault of fond deſire;

But now, alas ! I feel a ſmart,

poor I, like Troy, am all on fire.

With care we may a pile ſecure,

and from all common ſparks defend:

But Oh! who can a houſe ſecure,

when the coeleſtial flames deſcend.

Thus was I ſafe, till from your eyes,

deſtructive fires are brightly giv'n;

Ah! who can ſhun the warm ſurpriſe,

when lo, the light'ning comes from heav'n.