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.
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.
|July ist. The Wind S.W. a fine sun-shiny day from Morning to night, & exceeding hott. dressed a good deal of hay to day, and made in Cae Caled & Cae Tŷ'n y LLŵyn 24 Big Cocks, there's hay dressed in – small Cocks enough to make 3 more which I could not compass to make before night.|