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Alas! How soon the wond'rous Change she felt? How soon her former Resolutions melt? Her beating Heart with doubtful Ardour burns, And Modesty and Love prevail by Turns; Her Redden'd Cheeks with conscious Blushes glow,Her wanton Looks, her wanton Wishes show; Her Heaving Breasts with rising Passions swell,And Silence speaks what Words want Pow'r to tell;Sleep shun'd her Eyes, her Soul abandoned Rest, And Love and ev'ry Look confest.
Whilst Thyrsis gaz'd with Transport on her Face, He saw Compassion by Degrees take place; He saw—and thought the alteration strange; But well he knew the Sex were prone to change;
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