Wit and Mirth: or Pills to Purge Melancholy, Vol. 6 of 6

by Unknown

Love heightens our Joys, he's the ease of our Care,

A spur to the Valiant, a Crown to the Fair;

Oh seize his soft Wings then before 'tis too late,

Or Cruelty quickly will hasten thy Fate.

'Tis kindness, my Sylvia, 'tis kindness alone,

Will add to thy Lovers, and strengthen thy Throne;

In Love, as in Empire, Tyrannical sway,

Will make Loyal Subjects forget to Obey.