A Collection of poems written upon several occasions by several persons with many additions, never before in print.

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O The time that is past, When she held me so fast, And declar'd that her honour no longer could last, When no light, but her languishing eyes did ap∣pear To prevent all excuses of blush••s and fear.

When she sigh'd and unlac'd, With such trembling and haste, As if she had long'd to be closer embrac'd, My Lips the sweet pleasure of K••sses enjoy'd, While my hand was in search of hid treasure em∣ploy'd.

My heart set on fire VVith the flames of desire, 〈◊〉〈◊〉 pursu'd what she seem'd to require; 〈◊〉〈◊〉 she cry'd, for pity sake, change your ill mind, 〈◊〉〈◊〉 Amintas be civil, or I'le be unkind,

Dear Amintas, she cries, Then casts down her eyes, 〈◊〉〈◊〉 in Kisses she gives, what in words she denies, 〈…〉〈…〉 of my Conquest I purpos'd to stay 〈…〉〈…〉 free consent had more sweetned the prey.

But too late I begun For her passion was done; 〈◊〉〈◊〉 Amintas, she cries, I will never be won: 〈…〉〈…〉, and your Courtship, no pity can move, 〈…〉〈…〉've slighted the Critical minute of Love.