Thomas Parnell (Томас Парнелл)

The Hint Fm French

How nicely fair Phillis you manage yr slave
You neither reproach nor approve him
Just keep him in play wth ye hopes wch you leave
Not give him enough that you'le love him
Tis tyrrany ruling in love wth such art
Own rather the cruellest meaning
If I cant have the pleasure to conquer yr heart
I shall have some at least in complaining.

1. When Ore My Temples Balmy Vapours Rise
2. On Content
3. On the Death of Mr. Viner
4. My Days Have Been So Wondrous Free
5. Martial

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