Song LXXXVIII,. p.340.

[Tea-Table Miscellany Contents]

YES, all the world will sure agree, 

He who’s secur’d of having thee, 

Will be entirely blest; 

But ‘twere in me too great a wrong, 

To make one who has been so long 

My queen, my slave at last. 

– 

Nor ought these things to be confin’d, 

That were for publick good design’d: 

Cou’d we, in foolish pride, 

Make the sun always with us stay, 

‘Twou’d burn our corn and grass away, 

To starve the world beside. 

– 

Let not the thoughts of parting, fright 

Two souls which passion does unite; 

For while our love does last, 

Neither will strive to go away, 

And why the devil should we stay, 

When once that love is past. 

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