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J. C. Squire, ed.  A Book of Women’s Verse.  1921.
Fortune Mistaken
By ‘Ephelia’ (17th Cent.?)
THOUGH Fortune have so far from me removed
All that I wish, or all I ever loved,
And robbed our Europe of its chief delight,
To bless the Africk world with Strephon’s sight:
There with a lady beauteous, rich and young,        5
Kind, witty, virtuous, the best born among
The Africk maids, presents this happy swain,
Not to oblige him, but to give me pain:
Then to my ears, by tattling fame, conveys
The tale with large additions; and to raise        10
My anger higher, tells me ’tis designed
That Hymen’s rites their hands and hearts must bind.
Now she believes my business done, and I
At the dire news would fetch a sigh and die:
But she ’s deceived, I in my Strephon grow,        15
And if he ’s happy, I must needs be so:
Or if Fate could our interests disjoin,
At his good fortune I should ne’er repine,
Though ’twere my ruin; but I exult to hear,
Insulting Mopsa I no more shall fear;        20
No more he’ll smile upon that ugly Witch:
In that one thought I’m happy, great and rich.
And blind dame Fortune, meaning to destroy,
Has filled my soul with extasies of joy:
To him I love she ’s given a happy fate,        25
And quite destroyed and ruined her I hate.

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