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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 tendrest proofs discovers,
They Err, who say that Husbands can’t be Lovers,
With such returne of Passion, as is due,
Daphnis I Love, Daphnis my thoughts pursue,
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 Express it ill.
And I your Censure, cou’d with pleasure bear,
Wou’d you but soon returne, and speake it here,