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Art of Love

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    Is there, who thinks that woman first should woo?

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    Lay by thy self-conceit, thou foolish beau.

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    Begin, and save their modesty the shame;

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    'Tis well for thee, if they receive thy flame.

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    'Tis decent for a man to speak his mind;

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    They but expect th' occasion to be kind.

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    Ask, that thou may'st enjoy; she waits for this:

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    And on thy first advance depends thy bliss.

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    E'en Jove himself was forc'd to sue for love;

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    None of the nymphs did first solicit Jove.

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    But if you find your pray'rs increase her pride,

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    Strike sail awhile, and wait another tide.

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    They fly when we pursue; but make delay.

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    And when they see you shaken, they will stay.

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    Sometimes it profits to conceal your end;

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    Name not yourself her lover, but her friend.

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    How many skittish girls have thus been caught?

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    He prov'd a lover, who a friend was thought.

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    Sailors by sun and wind are swarthy made;

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    A tann'd complexion best becomes their trade.

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    'Tis a disgrace to ploughmen to be fair;

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    Bluff cheeks they have, and weather-beaten hair.

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    Th' ambitious youth who seeks an olive crown,

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    Is sun-burnt with his daily toil, and brown;

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    But if the lover hopes to be in grace,

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    Wall be his looks, and meagre be his face.

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    That colour from the fair compassion draws;

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    She thinks you sick, and thinks herself the cause.

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    Orion wander'd in the woods for love.

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    His paleness did the nymphs to pity move;

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    His gastly visage argu'd hidden love.

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    Nor fail a night-cap in full health to wear;

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    Neglect thy dress, and discompose thy hair.

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    All things are decent, that in love avail.

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    Read long by night, and study to be pale.

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    Forsake your food, refuse your needful rest;

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    Be miserable that you may be blest.

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    Shall I complain, or shall I warn you most?

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    Faith, truth, and friendship, in the world are lost;

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    A little and an empty name they boast.

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    Trust not thy friend, much less thy mistress praise;

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    If he believe, thou man'st a rival raise.

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    'Tis true, Patroclus, by no lust misled,

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    Sought not to stain his dear companion's bed.

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    Nor Pylades Hermione embrac'd;

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    Ev'n Phaedra to Pirithous still was chaste.

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    But hope not thou, in this vile age to find

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    Those rare examples of a faithful mind.

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    The sea shall sooner with sweet honey flow;

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    Or from the furze pears and apples grow.

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    We sin with gust, we love by fraud to gain,

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    And find a pleasure in our fellow's pain.

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    From rival foes you may the fair defend;

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    But would you ward the blow, beware your friend.

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    Beware your brother, and your next of kin;

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    But from your bosom friend your care begin.

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    Here had I ended, but experience finds,

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    That sundry women are of sundry minds;

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    With various crotchets fill'd, and hard to please,

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    They therefore must be caught by various ways.

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    All things are not produced in any soil;

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    This ground for wine is proper, that for oil.

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    So 'tis in men, but more in woman-kind;

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    Diff'rent in face, in manners, and in mind.

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    But wise men shift their sails with ev'ry wind;

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    As changeful Proteus varied oft his shape,

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    And did in sundry forms and figures 'scape.

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    A running stream, a standing tree became,

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    A roaring lion, or a bleating lamb.

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    Some fish with harpoons, some with darts, are struck,

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    Some drawn with nets, some hang upon the hook;

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    So turn thyself; and imitating them,

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    Try several tricks, and change thy stratagem.

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    One rule will not for diff'rent ages hold;

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    The jades grow cunning, as they grow more old.

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    Then talk not bawdy to the bashful maid;

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    Broad words will make her innocence afraid.

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    Nor to an ign'rant girl of learning speak;

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    She thinks you conjure when you talk in Greek.

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    And hence 'tis often seen, the simple shun

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    The learn'd, and into vile embraces run.

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    Part of my task is done, and part to do:

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    But here 'tis time to rest myself and you.

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    Now Io Paean sing! now wreaths prepare!

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    And with repeated Ios fill the air:

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    The prey is fall'n in my successful toils,

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    My artful nets inclose the lovely spoils.

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    My numbers now, ye smiling lovers, crown,

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    And make your poet deathless in renown:

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    With lasting fame my verse shall be enroll'd,

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    And I preferr'd to all the bards of old.

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    Thus Paris from the warlike Spartans bore

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    Their ravish'd bride to Ida's distant shore.

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    Victorious Pelops thus in triumph drove

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    The vanquish'd maid, and thus enjoy'd his love.

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    Stay, eager youth! your bark's but under sail;

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    The distant port requires a prosp'rous gale.

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    'Tis not enough the yielding beauty's found,

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    And with my aid your artful passion crown'd;

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    The conquests our successful conduct gain'd,

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