< Poems upon Several Occasions
SO calm and so serene but now,
Mockt with deluding Looks and Smiles,
So up the steepy Hill with Pain
To MYRA.
I.
What means this Change on Myra's Brow?
Her aguish Love now glows and burns,
Then chills and shakes, and the cold Fit returns.
II.
When on her Pity I depend,
My airy Hope she soon beguiles,
And laughs, to see my Torments never end.
III.
The weighty Stone is rowl'd in vain,
Which having touch'd the Top, recoils,
And leaves the Lab'rer to renew his Toils.
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