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I first induc'd the fearful fair to slideWith tremb'ling caution from her husband's side;When to thy arms, all loose, and disarray'd,Prepar'd for pleasure, flew the melting maid.Fix'd on her door, how oft I've hung on high,Expos'd, and patient of each gazing eye !How oft, in secret, while the keeper stay'd,Within her woman's panting bosom laid !Once sent a birthday gift, the cruel dameIn pieces tore, and gave me to the flame.I taught thee first to cultivate thy mind;Thy fancy brightened, and thy wit refin'd;Thou to my care those merits must allow,For which my rival would seduce thee now;"They spoke. I answer'd, "Let me both conjureTo spare a mind with terrors unsecure;