Page:The Works of Lord Byron (ed. Coleridge, Prothero) - Volume 1.djvu/95

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REPLY TO SOME VERSES OF J. M. B. PIGOT, ESQ.
55

5.

If still, from false pride,[1]
Your pangs she deride,
This whimsical virgin forget;
Some other admire,
Who will melt with your fire,
And laugh at the little coquette.


6.

For me, I adore
Some twenty or more,
And love them most dearly; but yet,
Though my heart they enthral,
I'd abandon them all,
Did they act like your blooming coquette.


7.

No longer repine,
Adopt this design,[2]
And break through her slight-woven net!
Away with despair,
No longer forbear
To fly from the captious coquette.


  1. But if from false pride.—[4to]
  2. But form this design.—[4to]