Satires—Imitations—AND Sonnets.

by Cornwall Bayley

 

TO LESBIA.

 
    No girl can boast a lover half so true
As I, my Lesbia, still have prov’d to you;
No league of faith was e’re so firmly bound,
As that which you within my breast have found;
Now is my mind so madden’d by your shame,
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So reft of all its influence by your name;
That, tho’ I never can my love renew,
I cannot hate you, whatsoever you do! [Page 44]