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'Tis Telephus that you'd bewitch:But he is of a high degree;Bound to a lady fair and rich,He is not free.O think of Phaethon half burn'd,And moderate your passion's greed:Think how Bellerophon was spurn'dBy his wing'd steed.So learn to look for partners meet,Shun lofty things, nor raise your aimsAbove your fortune. Come then, sweet,My last of flames(For never shall another fairEnslave me), learn a tune, to singWith that dear voice: to music careShall yield its sting.