In vain fond youth you thus Implore me

I see thro your delusive feint

that while you swear how you adore me

You'd make a sinner of your saint.

You in soft strains, and fond addresses

of me a diety have made,

and yet with Imperious bold Carresses

your Goddess you would fain degrade.

But till you bring a priest to bind me

I, goddess like will bear ye sway

in Hymen's bands you'll woman find me

then Love and Damon I'll obey.

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June 29th.  The Wind S.W. a fine sun shine in the morning, but about 6 a moist mist arose, and continued till i0, the rest of the day sunshiny & fair, & my people dressed a good deal of hay

30th.  The Wind S.W. in the morning but came to N.W in ye Evening and made a very good day for the hay, my servants discharged a Sand boat, and dressed a good deal of hay besides, the parson could

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not set his Tythe to day, onely he set Dygwell parcell for 48s & parcell y Mynŷdd for 15s. gave 1s. Charity to a poor decayed Gent.