| J. C. Squire, ed. A Book of Womens Verse. 1921. | | | | Song: You wrong me, Strephon, when you say | | By Ephelia (17th Cent.?) |
| | | YOU wrong me, Strephon, when you say, | |
| Im jealous or severe, | |
| Did I not see you kiss and play | |
| With all you came a-near? | |
| Say, did I ever chide for this, | 5 |
| Or cast one jealous eye | |
| On the bold nymphs, that snatchd my bliss | |
| While I stood wishing by. | |
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| Yet though I never disapproved | |
| This modish liberty, | 10 |
| I thought in them you only loved | |
| Change and variety: | |
| I vainly thought my charms so strong, | |
| And you so much my slave, | |
| No nymph had power to do me wrong, | 15 |
| Or break the chains I gave. | |
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| But when you seriously address | |
| With all your winning charms, | |
| Unto a servile shepherdess, | |
| Ill throw you from my arms: | 20 |
| Id rather choose you should make love | |
| To every face you see, | |
| Than Mopsas dull admirer prove, | |
| And let her rival me. | | | | |
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