Damon And Cloe

Damon.
Love's an idle childish Passion,
Only fit for Girls and Boys;
Marriage is a cursed Fashion,
Women are but foolish Toys.

Spight of all the tempting Evils,
Still thy Liberty maintain;
Tell 'em, tell the pretty Devils,
Man alone was made to reign.

Cloe.
Empty Boaster! know thy Duty,
Thou, who dar'st my Pow'r defy;
Feel the Force of Love and Beauty,
Tremble at my Feet, and die.

Wherefore does thy Colour leave Thee?
Why these Cares upon thy Brow?
Did the Rebel Pride deceive Thee?
Ask Him who's the Monarch now.

by Henry Baker

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