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<NAME>Mona Logarbo</NAME>
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<HEAD>Flora's lamentable pa&s;&s;ion, Crown'd with un&s;peakable Joy and Comfort,</HEAD>
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<L><HI>Flora</HI> &s;he did &s;ore lament,</L>
<L>her Spirit did decay;</L>
<L><HI>Strephon</HI> fill'd her with content,</L>
<L>and ca&s;t all Grief away.</L>
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<OPENER>To the Tune of, Tender hearts of <HI>London</HI> City.</OPENER>
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<L><HI>FLoras</HI> in her Grove &s;he lyed,</L>
<L>Sighing panting thus &s;he cryed,</L>
<L><HI>Strephon</HI> thou art fled from me;</L>
<L>O my Swain I may complain,</L>
<L>for thou do&s;t prove unkind I &s;ee.</L>
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<L>I was ever cha&s;te and Loyal,</L>
<L>O it is a grevious tryal,</L>
<L>that we &s;hould &s;eparated be:</L>
<L><HI>Cupits</HI> Dart, hath pierc'd my heart,</L>
<L>alas my joys are fled from me.</L>
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<L>Here I &s;it in grief afflicted,</L>
<L>By my love I am rejected,</L>
<L>&s;orrows hath compa&s;t me round;</L>
<L>In&s;ulting Death, come &s;top my breath,</L>
<L>and let not grief in me abound.</L>
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<LG>
<L>The pretty little Lambs lamented,</L>
<L>Seeming to be di&s;contented,</L>
<L>Hearing of her make this moan;</L>
<L>Quoth &s;he my pain I can't contain,</L>
<L>for all my joys are from me flown.</L>
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<L>He a thou&s;and times hath ki&s;t me,</L>
<L>And as many times has ble&s;t me,</L>
<L>calling me his only joy;</L>
<L>But now I find he proves unkind,</L>
<L>which doth my comforts quite de&s;troy.</L>
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<L>With &s;weet language thou did&s;t woe me</L>
<L>And with comforts did'&s;t indue me,</L>
<L>yet thou proved'&s;t mo&s;t fal&s;e I &s;ee;</L>
<L>Remember now thy former vow,</L>
<L>which thou did&s;t make in &s;ecre&s;ie,</L>
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<L>I was never fond and fickle,</L>
<L>Down her Cheeks the tears did trickle,</L>
<L>and her colour waxed pale,</L>
<L>With complaint, her heart did faint,</L>
<L>quoth &s;he, I find my &s;pirits fail.</L>
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<L><HI>Strephons <HI>An&s;wer to</HI> Flora's <HI>Complaint.</HI></HI></L>
<L>In the mid&s;t of all her trouble,</L>
<L><HI>Strephon</HI> did her joys redouble,</L>
<L>with a &s;weet oblieging way;</L>
<L>He did her greet, quoth he my &s;weet,</L>
<L>my Love is fixt from all decay.</L>
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<L><HI>Floras</HI> I do dearly love thee,</L>
<L>I e&s;teem no one above thee,</L>
<L>thou &s;halt have thy hearts delight;</L>
<L>Then here's my hand, do thou command</L>
<L>and I will &s;erve thee day and night.</L>
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<L>Though I &s;eemed to be parted,</L>
<L>Yet I am more loyal hearted,</L>
<L>my Love is linked unto thee;</L>
<L>Take hand and heart, we'l never part,</L>
<L>thou art my life and liberty.</L>
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<LG>
<L><HI>Floras</HI> I in heart adore thee,</L>
<L>I prefer no one before thee,</L>
<L>thou ha&s;t a &s;weet oblieging Eye;</L>
<L>I'le ne'r be cruel to my Iewel,</L>
<L>but be faithful till I dye.</L>
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<L>Do not think that I will &s;light thee,</L>
<L>I endeavour to delight thee,</L>
<L>nothing &s;hall my love annoy;</L>
<L>I will nouri&s;h, and will cheri&s;h,</L>
<L>my &s;weet <HI>Floras,</HI> my true joy.</L>
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<P>Printed for <HI>J. Deacon,</HI> at the Angel in Guilt-&s;pur &s;treet without Newgate.</P>
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