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<HEAD>The Lunatick Lover: OR, The Young Man's Call to Grim King of the Gho&s;ts for Cure.</HEAD>
<OPENER>To an Excellent New Tune.</OPENER>
<P>Licen&s;ed according to Order.</P>
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<LG>
<L>GRim King of the Gho&s;ts make ha&s;t,</L>
<L>and bring hither all your Train;</L>
<L>See how the pale Moon do's wa&s;t!</L>
<L>and ju&s;t now is in the Wain:</L>
<L>Come you Night-Hags with all your Charms,</L>
<L>and Revelling Witches away,</L>
<L>And hug me clo&s;e in your Arms,</L>
<L>to you my Re&s;pects I'll pay.</L>
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<LG>
<L>I'll Court you and think you fair,</L>
<L>&s;ince Love do's di&s;tract my Brain;</L>
<L>I'll go and I'll wed the Night-Mare,</L>
<L>and ki&s;s her and ki&s;s her again.</L>
<L>But if &s;he proves peevi&s;h and proud,</L>
<L>then a pi&s;e of her Love let her go,</L>
<L>I'll &s;eek me a winding Shroud,</L>
<L>and down to the Shades below.</L>
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<LG>
<L>A Lunacy I endure,</L>
<L>&s;ince Rea&s;on departs away,</L>
<L>I call to tho&s;e Hags for cure,</L>
<L>as knowing not what I say:</L>
<L>The Beauty whom I do adore,</L>
<L>now flights me with &s;corn and di&s;dain;</L>
<L>I never &s;hall &s;ee her more,</L>
<L>oh! how &s;hall I bear my pain?</L>
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<L>I ramble and range about</L>
<L>to find out my charming Saint,</L>
<L>While &s;he at my Grief do's flout,</L>
<L>and &s;miles at my loud Complaint:</L>
<L>Di&s;traction I &s;ee is my Doom,</L>
<L>of this I am too too &s;ure;</L>
<L>A Rival is got in my room,</L>
<L>while Torments I do endure.</L>
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<LG>
<L>Strange Fancies doth fi&s;t my Head,</L>
<L>while wand'ring in De&s;pair,</L>
<L>I am to the De&s;arts lead,</L>
<L>expecting to find her there:</L>
<L>Methinks in a &s;pangl'd Cloud</L>
<L>I &s;ee her enthron'd on high,</L>
<L>Then to her I cry'd aloud,</L>
<L>and labour'd to reach the Sky.</L>
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<L>When thus I have rav'd a while,</L>
<L>and weary'd my &s;elf in vain,</L>
<L>I lie on the barren Soil,</L>
<L>and bitterly do complain;</L>
<L>Till Slumber hath quieted me,</L>
<L>in &s;orrow I &s;igh and weep,</L>
<L>The Clouds is my Canopy,</L>
<L>to cover me while I &s;leep.</L>
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<L>I dream that my Charming Fair,</L>
<L>is then in my Rival's Bed,</L>
<L>Who&s;e Tre&s;&s;es of golden Hair,</L>
<L>is no the fair Pillows &s;pread,</L>
<L>Then this doth my Pa&s;&s;ion enflame,</L>
<L>I &s;tart and no longer can lie:</L>
<L>An! <HI>Silvia,</HI> art thou not to blame</L>
<L>in Ruine a Lover? I cry.</L>
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<L>Grim King of the Gho&s;ts be true,</L>
<L>and hurry me hence away;</L>
<L>My langui&s;hing Life to you,</L>
<L>as Tribute I freely pay:</L>
<L>To the <HI>Elizium</HI> Shades I po&s;t,</L>
<L>in hopes to be free from Care,</L>
<L>Where many a bleeding Gho&s;t</L>
<L>is hovering in the Air.</L>
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