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Poems upon several Occasions.
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Mankind was hers: All at her Feet
Lay prostrate and adoring,
The Witty, Handsome, Rich, and Great,
In vain alike imploring.
But now grown old; she wou'd repair
Her Loss of Time and Pleasure,
With willing Eyes, and wanton Air,
Inviting every Gazer.
But Love's a Summer Flow'r, that dies
With the first Weather's changing;
The Lover, like the Swallow, flies
From Sun to Sun, still ranging.
Myra, let this Example move
Your foolish Heart to Reason:
Youth is the proper time for Love,
And Age is Virtue's Season.
On the Same.
SO well Corinna likes the Joy,
She vows she'll never more be coy,
She drinks eternal Draughts of Pleasure:
Eternal
