Page:Poems of Anne Countess of Winchilsea 1903.djvu/265

 COUNTESS OP WINOHILSEA ���127 ���Whilst we observe the Money which she lends, �But not, alas! the Heart she takes, The fond Engagements, and the Ties �Her fatal Bounty does impose, 30 �Who makes Reprisals, with her Eyes, �For what her gen'rous Hand bestows? �And tho' I quickly can return �Those useful Pieces, which she gave; �Can I again, or wou'd I have �That which her Charms have from me borne ? �Yet let us quit th' obliging Score; �And whilst we borrow'd Gold restore, �Whilst readily we own the Debt, �And Gratitude before her set 40 �In its approved and fairest Light ; Let her effectually be taught �By that instructive, harmless Slight, That also in her turn she ought �(Repaying ev'ry tender Thought) Kindness with Kindness to requite. ���A SONG FOR A PLAY Alcander to Melinda �More then a Sea of tears, can show, �Or thousand sighs can prove, Then fault' ring speech, can lett you know, �I fair Melinda love. �You then, must to your self expresse �The strength of my desire, Who brings the fewel, best may guesse, �How great must be the fire. ��� �