Tixall Poetry.
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She wept a while,
Then forc'd a smile,
She clos'd her eies, and died.
Then forc'd a smile,
She clos'd her eies, and died.
LXII.
The Ambitious Swain.
Young Jemmy was a lad
Of royall birth and breeding,
With every beauty clad,
And every praise exceeding:
His face and shape soe wonderous fine,
Soe charming every part,
That every lasse upon the green
For Jemmy had a hart.
Of royall birth and breeding,
With every beauty clad,
And every praise exceeding:
His face and shape soe wonderous fine,
Soe charming every part,
That every lasse upon the green
For Jemmy had a hart.
In Jemmy's powerful eyes,
Young gods of love were playing,
And in his face there lies
A thousand smiles betraying:
Young gods of love were playing,
And in his face there lies
A thousand smiles betraying:
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