Cupids Conquest:
OR,
Will the Shepherd, and fair Kate of the Green;
both United together in Pure LOVE.
When Damsels Fair doth thus Ensnare,
And win their Lovers heart,
Thus with a Frown can run him down.
Then Cupid takes his Part.
To the Tune of, As I went forth to take the Air: Or, My dearest dear and I must part.
This may be Printed, R.L.S.
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NOw 'am I tost on waves of Love,
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here like a Ship that's under Sail,
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No kind entreaties will not move
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my Love to send one pleasant Gale.
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She is an Angel in mine Eye,
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and Beauty flows in e'ry vein,
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Yet I lye wounded fatally
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and by the Dart of her Disdain.
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The lusture of her Beauty bright,
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hath kindled such a secret flame
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Within my breast, that day and night,
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I needs must call upon her Name.
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Fair Katee, Katee too unkind,
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why am I Banisht in Exile,
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If thou wilt ease a grieved mind,
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then send me here a gentle smile
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Was she as kind as she was Fair,
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she soon would send me some relief,
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And ease my mind of grief and care,
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and vanish all the Clouds of grief.
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But yet alas, it is in vain,
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my Love she evermore defies,
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Though I in sorrow here complain,
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yet she resolv'd to Tyranize.
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Assist me Cupid with thy aid,
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and let me not be overthrown,
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Do thou her gentle heart invade,
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when she is silent all alone.
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When her Enchanting eyes doth close,
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and all her senses are at rest,
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When she is in her Night repose,
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then seize the Closet of her breast.
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Then Cupid took his Dart in hand,
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not fearing then to make her yield,
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He did not long disputing stand
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e're he subdu'd and won the field.
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When Katee fown'd her heart betray'd,
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and yet no creature could she see,
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She like a Pensive Lover said,
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what sudden change is wrought in me.
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Then many sighs and tears she spent,
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it sorrow for her Dearest dear,
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Her yielding heart did then relent,
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sweet William O wou'd thou wert here.
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Sure pride did over-sway my heart,
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causing Ambition so to Reign,
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But since I feel Loves fatal smart,
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for sweet William I do complain.
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Now when it plainly did appear,
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that she in sorrows did condole,
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This joyful tydings to his ear,
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revived then his fainting Soul.
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The vail of grief and heaviness,
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no longer seemed to remain,
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No tongue was able to express
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the joyes of her beloved Swain.
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He then Embrac't her in his arms,
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and joyfully they did compleat
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The most indeared pleasant charms,
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with vows and tender kisses sweet.
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Thus many fair expressions past,
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and Katee vowing thus did say,
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As long as ever life doth last,
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i'le be as constant as the day.
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