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EAVE me, imple hepherd, leave me; &emsp;Drag no more a hopeles chain: I cannot like, nor would deceive thee; &emsp;Love the maid that loves again.

Tho' more gentle nymphs urround me, &emsp;Kindly pitying what I feel, Only you have power to wound me; &emsp;, only you can heal.

, ceae this idle teazing; &emsp;Love that's forc'd is harh and our: If the lover be dipleaing, &emsp;To perit diguts the more.