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MU—sing on Cares of Humane Fate, in a sad Cypress
Grove; a strange Dispute I heard of late, 'twixt Ver—tue, Fame, and Love: A pensive Shepherd
ask'd Advice, and their O—pi-nions crav'd; how he might hope to be so wise, to get a
Place be—yond the Skies, and how he might be sav'd.
Nice Vertue preach'd Religion's Laws,
Paths to Eternal Rest;
To fight his King's and Country's Cause,
Fame councell'd him was best:
But Love oppos'd their noisy Tongues,
And thus their Votes out-brav'd;
Get, get a Mistress, Fair and Young,
Love fiercely, constantly, and long,
And then thou shalt be sav'd.
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Swift as a Thought, &c.
Chorus.
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Swift as a Thought, the a—mo—rous Swain to
Syl-via's Cot—tage flies; in soft ex-
pressions told her plain the way to Hea—ven—ly Joys: She who with Pi—e—ty was stor'd, de-