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This, to the Crown, and blessing of my life,
The much lov’d husband, of a happy wife.
To him, whose constant passion, found the art
To win a stubborn, and ungratefull heart;
And to the world, by tend’rest proof discovers
They err, who say that husbands can’t be lovers.
With such return of passion, as is due, 3}
Daphnis I love, Daphnis my thoughts persue,
Daphnis, my hopes, my joys, are bounded all in you:
Ev’n I, for Daphnis, and my promise sake,
What I in women censure, undertake.
But this from love, not vanity proceeds;
You know who writes; and I who ’tis that reads.
Judge not my passion, by my want of skill,
Many love well, though they expresse itt ill;
And I your censure cou’d with pleasure bear,
Wou’d you but soon return, and speak itt here.