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<HEAD>A New SONG, called, Parthenia's Complaint On the Ingratitude of <HI>STREPHON.</HI></HEAD>
<OPENER>To a delicate new Tune.</OPENER>
<P>This may be Printed, <HI>R. P.</HI></P>
<P><GAP DESC="music">_AS on the deare&s;t <HI>Strephon</HI>'s Brea&s;t. <HI>Parthenia</HI> lean'd her mournfull Head,</P>
<P><GAP DESC="music">Expecting there &s;he &s;hould have re&s;t, by loving &s;ighs, and thus &s;he &s;aid:</P>
<P><GAP DESC="music">O <HI>Phoebus</HI> God of tuneful Strings, And <HI>Venus</HI> Queen of &s;ofte&s;t Fire,</P>
<P><GAP DESC="music">Thou God of all harmonious Things, in&s;pire our Hearts with like de&s;ire.</P>
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<HEAD>II.</HEAD>
<L>But when &s;he found the Gods above,</L>
<L>to ea&s;e her Pain no Cure apply'd,</L>
<L>And <HI>Strephon</HI> backward of his love,</L>
<L>then to her&s;elf <HI>Parthenia</HI> cry'd:</L>
<L>Among&s;t Woods and Hills I'll mourn my Fate,</L>
<L>to them of all my Wrongs complain;</L>
<L>Theyll pity this my wretched State,</L>
<L>and eccho back my Woes again.</L>
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<HEAD>III.</HEAD>
<L>Or to a plea&s;ant myrtle &s;hade,</L>
<L>to ea&s;e my pre&s;ent Cares I'll go,</L>
<L>A place which Nature only made,</L>
<L>for Lovers to declare their Woe.</L>
<L>There I'll ingrateful <HI>Strephon</HI> name,</L>
<L>and tell the feather'd Quire my Care:</L>
<L>And in harmonious Notes proclaim,</L>
<L>the endle&s;s cau&s;e of my Di&s;pair.</L>
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<HEAD>IV.</HEAD>
<L>Each day within a &s;ilent Bow'r,</L>
<L>with Arms acro&s;s, I'll &s;ighing Mu&s;e;</L>
<L>In private &s;pend each re&s;tle&s;s hour,</L>
<L>and bu&s;ie Nature's Works peru&s;e:</L>
<L>But when the God of Sleep &s;hall call,</L>
<L>and all my plea&s;ant Cares de&s;troy,</L>
<L>Upon the tender Gra&s;s I'll fall,</L>
<L>and Dream of all my former joy.</L>
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<HEAD>V.</HEAD>
<L>But when the glitt'ring God of day</L>
<L>expands his warm and cheerful Beams,</L>
<L>And guilds with his delightful Ray</L>
<L>the flow'ry Meads and purling Streams;</L>
<L>Then Birds their lazy &s;lumber &s;corn,</L>
<L>delighted with approaching day,</L>
<L>And welcome in the glorious Morn,</L>
<L>with notes will melt my cares away.</L>
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<HEAD>VI.</HEAD>
<L>My deare&s;t <HI>Strephon,</HI> Ah, Return!</L>
<L>ye Gods with Love his Heart in&s;pire,</L>
<L>Ah, hear the wrong'd <HI>Parthenia</HI> mourn,</L>
<L>and quench the Heart you've &s;et on fire!</L>
<L>If you continue thus unkind,</L>
<L><HI>Parthenia</HI> mu&s;t unhappy be</L>
<L>And to her la&s;t hour be-confin'd</L>
<L>within the bounds of mi&s;ery.</L>
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<HEAD>VII.</HEAD>
<L>Ingreateful <HI>Strephon,</HI> how could you</L>
<L>the kind <HI>Pathenia</HI>'s Love implore,</L>
<L>Now cau&s;ele&s;s bid the Nymph adieu,</L>
<L>whom you &s;o highly lov'd before?</L>
<L>But when my tender Soul &s;hall flye</L>
<L>toth' lofty Regions of the Ju&s;t,</L>
<L>No thought of Love &s;hall you enjoy</L>
<L>when I lye &s;tifled in the Du&s;t.</L>
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<P>Printed for <HI>P. Brooksby,</HI> at the <HI>Golden-Ball</HI> in <HI>Pye-corner.</HI></P>
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