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<DATE>2008-08-02</DATE>
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<NAME>Mona Logarbo</NAME>
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<HEAD>Con&s;tant <HI>Coridon;</HI> OR, Coy CLORINDA's un&s;peakable Cruelty.</HEAD>
<OPENER>To an Excellent New Tune: Or, <HI>See yonder &s;he Swims,</HI> &amp;c.</OPENER>
<HEADNOTE><P>Licen&s;ed according to Order.</P></HEADNOTE>
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<HEAD>1.</HEAD>
<L>ONe Morning in plea&s;ant weather,</L>
<L>a Heavenly &s;ight was &s;een,</L>
<L>Young Godde&s;&s;es met together,</L>
<L>upon a Delightful Green,</L>
<L>On Lutes they were &s;weetly playing</L>
<L>Which then did mo&s;t plea&s;ant prove,</L>
<L>I felt in an hours &s;taying,</L>
<L>the violent flames of Love.</L>
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<HEAD>2.</HEAD>
<L>No Minnaway Dance, or Boree,</L>
<L>was ever &s;o &s;weet a &s;train,</L>
<L>Now while I beheld the Glory</L>
<L>of <HI>Flora</HI>'s delightful Train,</L>
<L>My &s;ences was &s;oon &s;urrounded,</L>
<L>the&s;e Eyes I could not remove,</L>
<L>Untill my poor heart was wounded,</L>
<L>with Violent &s;hames of Love.</L>
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<HEAD>3.</HEAD>
<L><HI>Clorinda</HI> the &s;weete&s;t Creature,</L>
<L>on her did I fix my Eyes,</L>
<L>Whil&s;t viewing each Charminging feature,</L>
<L>my &s;ences &s;he did &s;urpri&s;e,</L>
<L>For ever I will adore her,</L>
<L>I &s;wear by the powers above,</L>
<L>I'll honour no Nimph before her,</L>
<L>if that &s;he will grant me Love.</L>
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<HEAD>4.</HEAD>
<L>Then coming with all &s;ubmi&s;&s;ion,</L>
<L>unto my &s;weet Charming Saint,</L>
<L>Delivering my Petition,</L>
<L>With &s;orrowful &s;ad Complaint,</L>
<L>De&s;iring &s;he'd behold me,</L>
<L>who ever would Loyal prove,</L>
<L>With Angry frowns &s;he told me,</L>
<L>She never did mean to Love.</L>
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<HEAD>5.</HEAD>
<L>With Langui&s;hing heart I waited,</L>
<L>to Conquor and win the field;</L>
<L>And every truth related,</L>
<L>my Pa&s;&s;ion I ne'er conceal'd:</L>
<L>Then proffering to advance her,</L>
<L>if that &s;he would con&s;tant prove,</L>
<L>But &s;traight &s;he return'd this An&s;wer,</L>
<L>&s;he never did mean to Love.</L>
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<HEAD>6.</HEAD>
<L>Her Conquering Eyes hath wounded</L>
<L>my innocent melting heart,</L>
<L>In &s;orrow I am &s;urrounded,</L>
<L>I never felt greater &s;mart,</L>
<L>When ever I chance to meet her,</L>
<L>and tell her I'll Loyal prove,</L>
<L>She frowns when I do intreat her,</L>
<L>and vows &s;he will never love.</L>
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<HEAD>7.</HEAD>
<L>She's fled to the Shades and left me,</L>
<L>by Conquering Beauty &s;lain,</L>
<L>Of Glory and Joy berea&s;t me,</L>
<L>true Love is a killing pain,</L>
<L>My Heart it is wrack'd in &s;under,</L>
<L>no pity that Saint will move,</L>
<L>Di&s;traction I here lye under,</L>
<L>by violent flames of Love.</L>
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<LG N="8">
<HEAD>8.</HEAD>
<L>I find her both Coy, and Cruel,</L>
<L>which Tortours me day and night,</L>
<L>Yet I mu&s;t adore that jewel,</L>
<L>although &s;he di&s;troys me quite,</L>
<L>My fancy can no ways waver,</L>
<L>for ever I'll Loyal prove</L>
<L>And dye if I may not have her,</L>
<L>by violent flames of Love.</L>
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<P>Printed for <HI>P. Brooksby, J. Deacon, J. Blare J. Back.</HI></P>
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