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3 To Cupid now with hearty pray'r ſuffer d many a vow , And danc’d, and ſang, and ſwore, as other lovers do: But when l came to breathe my flame, I found her cold as ſtone: I left the jilt and turn’d my pipe to John of Badenyon.

3 When love had thus my heart betray’d, with fooliſh hopes and vain To Friendſhip s port I ſteer’d my courſe, and laugh’d at lovers’ pain: A Friend I got. my lucky chance, ’twas ſomething like divine! An honeſt friend’s a precious gift, and ſuch a gift was mine : And now whatever might betide! a happy man was I In any ſtrait, I knew to whom I freely might apply: A ſtrait ſoon came l try’d my friend, he heard, and ſpurn’d my moan I I turn’d away, and pleas’d myſelf with John of Badenyon.

I thought I ſhould be wiſer next, and would a Patriot turu,