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The Fall.
How blest was the created state
Of man and woman, ere they fell,
Compared to our unhappy fate;
We need not fear another hell.
Naked beneath cool shades they lay,
Enjoyment waited on desire;
Each member did their wills obey,
Nor could a wish set pleasure higher.
But we, poor slaves to hope and fear,
Are never of our joys secure;
They lessen still as they draw near
And none but dull delights endure.
Then Chloris, while I duly pay
The nobler tribute of my heart;
Be not you so severe to say,
You love me for a frailer part.
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Restoration Literature. Paul Hammond, ed.
Oxford: Oxford University Press, 2002. 255-6.
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