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Yet the, unkind one, damps my joy,
And cries, I court but to deſtroy :
Can love with ruin tally ruin tally ?
My mind deſires to ral-ly:
By thoſe dear lips, thoſe eyes, I ſwear,
I would all deaths, all torments bear,
Rather than injure Sally, injure Sally,
Rather than injure Sal-ly.
Come then, O!come, thou ſweeter far
Than violets and roſes are,
O-lillies of the valley,of the valley,
lillies of the val-ley :
O follow love, and quit your feer,
He'll guide you to theſe arms my dear,
And make you bleſt in Ssily, in Sally,
And make you bleſt in Sal-ly,
YOUNG ANNIE.
WHEN beauty blazes heav'nly bright,
the Muſe can no more ceaſs to ſing,
Than can the lark with riſing light,
her notes neglect with drooping wing.
The morning ſhines, harmonious birds riſe high,
The dawning beauty ſmiles, and poets fly.
Young Annie's budding graces claim
th inſpired thought, and ſofteſt lays,
