The Rival Lap-Dog
Corinna, pray tell me
Why thus you repell me,
When humbly I sue for a kiss;
While Dony at pleasure
May kiss without measure,
And surfeit himself with the bliss?
How hard's my misfortune,
That I must importune,
For what I must still be deny'd;
While the rapturous duty
I owe to your beauty
Must be by a lap-dog supplied.
Why thus you repell me,
When humbly I sue for a kiss;
While Dony at pleasure
May kiss without measure,
And surfeit himself with the bliss?
How hard's my misfortune,
That I must importune,
For what I must still be deny'd;
While the rapturous duty
I owe to your beauty
Must be by a lap-dog supplied.
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