The RECONCILEMENT

Be gone, ye Sighs! be gone, ye Tears! Be gone, ye Jealousies and Fears. Celinda swears she never lov'd, Celinda swears none ever mov'd Her Heart, but I; if this be true, Shall I keep Company with you; What! tho' a senseless Rival swore, She said as much to him before? What tho' I saw him in her Bed? I'll trust not what I saw, but what she said. Curse on the Prudent and the Wise, Who ne'er believe such pleasing Lies: I grant she only does deceive; I grant 'tis Folly to believe; But by this Folly I vast Pleasures gain, While You with all your Wisdom live in Pain.