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Some lonely cave I'll make my dwelling,
Ne'er more the cares of life pursue:
The lark and Philomel,
Alone can hear me tell,
Wherefore I bid the world adieu.
THE ANSWER.
CHarming, lovely, beauteous creature,
Cease to languish, grieve and pine,
He must have a savage nature,
that can slight such charms divine;
Although I did seem to be slighting,
It was thy constancy to try,
The only one I do adore,
And will for evermore,
With Sylvia alone I'll live and die.
Hear me ye hills and every valley,
Hear me renew my former vows:
May the Powers above forsake me,
When any other nymph I chuse,
O witness all ye heav'nly Pow'rs,
How I the lovely nymph adore?
I'll ne'er forget thee,
Nor ne'er neglect thee,
Constant I'll prove for evermore.
Ye Gods what mortal can forsake thee,
To admire another fair;
Thy fair beauteous charms are so lovely,
