| WHAT nymph should I admire or trust, | |
| But Chloe beauteous, Chloe just? | |
| What nymph should I desire to see, | |
| But her who leaves the plain for me? | |
| To whom should I compose the lay, | 5 |
| But her who listens when I play? | |
| To whom in song repeat my cares, | |
| But her who in my sorrow shares? | |
| For whom should I the garland make, | |
| But her who joys the gift to take, | 10 |
| And boasts she wears it for my sake? | |
| In love am I not fully blest? | |
| Lisetta, prithee tell the rest. | |
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LISETTA'S REPLY
Sure Chloe just, and Chloe fair, | |
| Deserves to be your only care; | 15 |
| But, when you and she to-day | |
| Far into the wood did stray, | |
| And I happen'd to pass by, | |
| Which way did you cast your eye? | |
| But, when your cares to her you sing, | 20 |
| You dare not tell her whence they spring: | |
| Does it not more afflict your heart, | |
| That in those cares she bears a part? | |
| When you the flowers for Chloe twine, | |
| Why do you to her garland join | 25 |
| The meanest bud that falls from mine? | |
| Simplest of swains! the world may see | |
| Whom Chloe loves, and who loves me. | |
