THE
Forsaken Nimphs Complaint,
For The
Unkindness of her Strephon.
To the Tune of, Celia that I once was blest. Licensed according to Order.
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Strephon vow'd and swore to be,
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Ever constant unto me,
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But he su'd me, to undo me,
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all he swore was perjury,
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Oh! ye powers I implore ye,
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Punish him I'll still a dore ye?
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Oh! ye, etc.
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Free from Love, upon the Plains,
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I Once Triumph'd or'e the Swains,
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Strephon spy'd me, then he ey'd me,
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Studdying how my Love to gain,
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Which he did, but now has left me,
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And of comfort quite bereft me,
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Wheih he, etc.
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I'd wish all Nimphs for to beware,
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And of the Swains to have a care,
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Tho' they promise, to be honest,
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'Tis to draw you in a snare,
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And when most you Love they'll leave ye,
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Tho' they sware they'll ne're deceive ye.
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And when, etc.
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All they sware is perjur'ys,
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All they promise Horid Lies,
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For your Ruin and Undoing,
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Thousand Arts they will devise,
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When they sware they most a dore ye,
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'Tis but over you to glory.
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When they, etc.
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5.
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Wisely then preserve your heart
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From cruel cupids killing dart.
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For his Arrow, pierst me thorow,
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Made me feel this fatal smart,
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Strephon vow'd he'd never leave me,
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But twas fly for to deceive me,
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Strephon vow'd, etc.
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An envious Nimph and sprightful Swain,
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That liv'd by me upon the Plain,
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To my Swain they did defame me,
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And dishonored my name,
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Still contriving to undo me,
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Making Strephon False unto me,
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Still contriving, etc.
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A Thousand times he did pretend,
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To be my dear and faithful Friend,
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But when envy raill'd a gen me,
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He refus'd his aid to lend,
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Strephon helps to quite undo me,
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Since he proves unfaithful to me,
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Strephon helps, etc.
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Oh! Remember perjur'd Love,
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When beneath Mirtle Grove,
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We were seated you repeated,
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Vows to all the powers above,
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You would Love and never leave me,
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But unkindly you deceive me.
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You would, etc.
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