Kitap 2
Then give her something to keep holiday.
Retain them ev'ry one, the porter most,
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And her who nightly guards the happy coast
I no profuse nor costly gifts commend,
But choose and time it well, whate'er you send.
Provide the product of the early year,
And let your boy the rural present bear;
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Tell her 'twas fresh, and from your manor brought,
Tho' stale, and in the suburb market bought:
The first ripe cluster let your mistress eat,
With chesnut, melons, or fair peaches, treat;
Some larger fish, or choicer fowl, present;
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They recommend your passion where they're sent.
'Tis with these arts the childless miser's caught,
Thus future legacies are basely bought;
But may his name with infamy be curst,
That practis'd them on love, and women first.
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In tender sonnets most your flame rehearse,
But who, alas! of late are mov'd by verse?
Women a wealthy treating fool admire,
