| Fierce Love the Muses fear not, but affect |
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| A Ladie Weeping |
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| I not care for Gyges sway |
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| If good my verses are, they will augment |
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| Ambition |
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| Draw my Fair as I command |
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| Pan neighb'ring Eccho lov'd; Eccho desir'd |
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| On this verdant Lotus laid |
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| The Accompt |
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| From Pisa cross the Sea Alpheus straies |
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