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Weak love, through fortune or distrust,
In time forgets to burn,
But this pursues us to the urn,
And marries either's dust.

LA BELLE ENNEMIE.

I yield, dear enemy, nor know
How to resist so fair a foe.
Who would not thy soft yoke sustain,
And bow beneath thy easy chain,
That with a bondage blest might be 5
Which far transcends all liberty?
But since I freely have resign'd,
At first assault, my willing mind,
Insult not o'er my captiv'd heart
With too much tyranny and art, 10
Lest by thy scorn thou lose the prize
Gain'd by the power of thy bright eyes;
And thou this conquest thus shalt prove,
Though got by beauty, kept by love.

LOVE DEPOSED.

You that unto your mistress' eyes
Your hearts do sacrifice,
And offer sighs or tears at Love's rich shrine,
Renounce with me
Th' idolatry, 5
Nor this infernal power esteem divine!

The brand, the quiver, and the bow,
Which we did first bestow,
And he as tribute wears from every lover,
I back again 10
From him have ta'en,
And the impostor now unveil'd discover.

I can the feeble Child disarm,
Untie his mystic charm,
Divest him of his wings, and break his arrow; 15
We will obey
No more his sway,
Nor live confin'd to laws or bounds so narrow

And you, bright Beauties, that inspire
The Boy's pale torch with fire, 20
We safely now your subtle power despise,
And unscorch'd may,
Like atoms, play
And wanton in the sunshine of your eyes.

Nor think hereafter by new arts 25
You can bewitch our hearts,
Or raise this devil by your pleasing charm:
We will no more
His power implore,
Unless, like Indians, that he do no harm. 30

THE DIVORCE.

Dear, back my wounded heart restore,
And turn away thy powerful eyes;
Flatter my wil