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<NAME>Mona Logarbo</NAME>
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<HEAD>THE
Faithful Inflamed Lover.
OR,
The true Admirer of Beauty.</HEAD>
<HEAD TYPE="sub"><HI>Being an Account of a Worthy Squire that Married a Farmers Daughter.</HI></HEAD>
<ARGUMENT>
<L>This Beauteous Maid his heart betray'd,</L>
<L>he lov'd her not for Store;</L>
<L>He &s;ought not one for Wealth alone,</L>
<L>he had enough before.</L>
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<OPENER>To the Tune of, <HI>Over Hills and high Mountains.</HI></OPENER>
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<LG>
<L>NOw my deare&s;t &s;weet Iewel,</L>
<L>I am come for to prove</L>
<L>Whether you can be cruel,</L>
<L>or obedient to love:</L>
<L>I acquaint you this hour</L>
<L>with the pains I endure,</L>
<L>Love, it lies in thy power,</L>
<L>for to Kill or to Cure.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Ever &s;leeping and waking,</L>
<L>&s;till my thoughts is on thee,</L>
<L>But it proves my hearts-breaking,</L>
<L>when I perfectly &s;ee,</L>
<L>That you give a denyal,</L>
<L>though my love it is true,</L>
<L>Yet I vow to be Loyal,</L>
<L>I can love none but you.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>In my &s;lumber I fancy</L>
<L>that I have in my Arms,</L>
<L>My mo&s;t beautiful <HI>Nancy,</HI></L>
<L>this my &s;en&s;es allarms:</L>
<L>Love, I then am contented,</L>
<L>with a meer Golden Dream,</L>
<L>But I wake more tormented,</L>
<L>in a far wor&s;e extream.</L>
</LG>
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<LG>
<L>O that I might enjoy thee,</L>
<L>of a ble&s;&s;ing I &s;hare,</L>
<L>There is none &s;hall annoy thee,</L>
<L>I will tender my Dear;</L>
<L>In my arms thee i'le nouri&s;h,</L>
<L>where I will thee infold,</L>
<L>And in Silks thou &s;halt flouri&s;h,</L>
<L>love, Imbroider'd with Gold.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>I will Crown thee with plea&s;ure,</L>
<L>now my amorous Girl,</L>
<L>And endue thee with Trea&s;ure,</L>
<L>to adorn thee with Pearl;</L>
<L>Being wounded with Beauty,</L>
<L>now my Dear I adore,</L>
<L>Love, it is but my Duty,</L>
<L>were it twenty times more.</L>
</LG>
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<HEAD>The Maidens Reply.</HEAD>
<LG>
<L>PRay attend to the Sequel,</L>
<L>and be ruled by me,</L>
<L>There is many more equal</L>
<L>to your birth and degree:</L>
<L>It is not my de&s;ire,</L>
<L>as I freely relate,</L>
<L>In the lea&s;t, to a&s;pire,</L>
<L>or &s;trive to be Great.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Though you me do admire,</L>
<L>when you call me your dear,</L>
<L>Should I grant your de&s;ire,</L>
<L>I have rea&s;on to fear;</L>
<L>Being lowly de&s;cended,</L>
<L>your Relations will frown,</L>
<L>While they are thus offended,</L>
<L>I &s;hall then be run down.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>For your proffer I care not,</L>
<L>then I pray Sir be mute,</L>
<L>Nay, to venture I dare not,</L>
<L>'tis a dangerous &s;uit:</L>
<L>Many covetous Parents,</L>
<L>as 'tis known to be true,</L>
<L>They have &s;et them at variance,</L>
<L>and divided them too.</L>
</LG>
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<HEAD>The Man.</HEAD>
<LG>
<L>'Tis a tryal to Patience,</L>
<L>while you are &s;o &s;evere,</L>
<L>Tell me not of Relations,</L>
<L>I adore thee my dear;</L>
<L>Then a promi&s;e i'le make thee,</L>
<L>&s;o that thou &s;halt be &s;ure,</L>
<L>I will never for&s;ake thee,</L>
<L>now while life doth endure.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>When &s;he found he was Loyal,</L>
<L>then the Dam&s;el did yield,</L>
<L>Making no more denyal,</L>
<L>thus he conquer'd the field,</L>
<L>Then they both were united,</L>
<L>in true love to dwell,</L>
<L>And the Parents invited.</L>
<L>&s;o the matter went well.</L>
</LG>
<CLOSER>This may printed, <SIGNED>R. P.</SIGNED></CLOSER>
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<P>Printed for J. Deacon, at the Angel in Guilt. Spur-Street, without Newgate.</P>
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