English poem
A SONG. (Quickly, Delia, Learn my Passion)
by Anonymous
Quickly, Delia, Learn my Passion, Lose not Pleasure, to be Proud; Courtship draws on Observation, And the Whispers of the Croud.
Soon or late you'll hear a Lover, Nor by Time his Truth can prove; Ages won't a Heart discover, Trust, and so secure my Love.
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