English poem
THE American Mock-Bird, OR SONGSTER's DELIGHT, SONG CCXXII
by Anonymous
Who, to win a Woman's Favour, Would solicit long in vain? Who, to gain a Moment's Pleasure, Would endure an Age of Pain? Vainly toying, ne'er enjoying, Pleas'd with suing, fond of Ruin, Made the Martyr of Disdain. Made the Martyr of Disdain.
Give to me the handsome Rover, Whom a gen'rous Temper warms; Kindly using ev'ry Lover; Well-bestowing all her Charms: Never flying, but complying; Frank and easy, glad to please ye: Throw me then into her Arms. Throw me then into her Arms.
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