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Wou'd I but ſmile, be kind and gay,
he'd give me all his treaſure:

But then, our years ſo diſagree—
ſo much as I remember,
It is but May, I'm ſure with me,
with him it is December.

Can I, who ſcarcely am in bloom,
let froſt and ſnow be ſuing?
"Twould ſpoil each rip'ning joy to come,
bring ev'ry charm to ruin.

For dreſs and ſhow to touch my pride,
my little heart is panting;
But then—there's ſomething elſe beſide,
I ſoon ſhould find was wanting.

Then, Colin, thou my heart ſhall gain,
for thou would ne'er deceive me;
And gray-hair'd wealth ſhall plead in vain
for thou haſt moſt to give me.

My fancy paints thee full of charms,
thou looks ſo young and tender,
Love beats his new and fond alarms,
to thee I now ſurrender.

❂❂❂❂❂❂❂❂?❂❂❂❂❂❂❂❂

Let AMBITION FIRE thy MIND.

LE T ambition fire thy mind,
thou wert born o'er men to reign,
Not to follow flocks deſign'd;
ſcorn thy crook, and leave the plain.