Date: 1713
Thus o'er the dying Lamp th'unsteady Flame / Hang's quiv'ring on a Point, leap's off by Fits, / And fall's again, as loath to quit its Hold / --Thou must not go, my Soul still hover's o'er thee / And can't get loose."
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Date: 1713
"Whene'er he speaks of thee, his Heart's in Flames, / He sends out all his Soul in ev'ry Word, / And thinks, and talks, and looks like one transported."
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Date: 1713
"I've been surprized in an unguarded Hour, / But must not now go back: The Love, that lay / Half smother'd in my Breast, has broke through all / Its weak Restraints, and burn's in its full Lustre, / I cannot, if I wou'd, conceal it from thee."
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