<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=457202" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Songs Set To Music: 8. Set By Mr. Smith</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Still, Dorinda, I adore;<br>Think I mean not to deceive you,<br>For I loved you much before,<br>And, alas! now love you more<br>Though I force myself to leave you.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Staying I my vows shall fail, <br>Virtue yields as love grows stronger;<br>Fierce desires will prevail,<br>You are fair and I am frail,<br>And dare trust myself no longer.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You, my love, too nicely coy,<br>Lest I should have gain'd the treasure,<br>Made my vows and oaths destroy<br>The pleasing hopes I did enjoy<br>Of all my future peace and pleasure.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To my vows I have been true,<br>And in silence hid my anguish,<br>But I cannot promise too<br>What my love may make me do<br>While with her for whom I languish.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For in thee strange magic lies,<br>And my heart is too, too tender;<br>Nothing's proof against those eyes,<br>Best resolves and strictest ties<br>To their force must soon surrender.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But, Dorinda, you're severe,<br>I much doting thus to sever:<br>Since from all I hold most dear,<br>That you may no longer fear,<br>I divorce myself for ever.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Matthew+Prior">Matthew Prior</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=457202" data-title="Songs Set To Music: 8. Set By Mr. Smith de Matthew Prior" data-description="Still, Dorinda, I adore; Think I mean not to deceive you, For I loved you much before, And, alas! now love you more Though I force myself to leave you. Staying I my vows shall fail, Virtue yields as love grows stronger; Fierce desires will preva..."></div> </div> </div>

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