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茗莎千叶海

when you Love, or speak of it,

　　Make no serious matter on't,

　　'Twill make but subject for her wit

　　And gain her scorn in lieu of Grant.

　　Sneering, whining, dull Grimasses

　　Pale the Appetite, they'd move;

　　Only Boys and formal Asses

　　Thus are Ridicul'd by Love.

　　while you make Mystery

　　Of Your Love and awful flame;

　　Young and tender Hearts will fly,

　　Frighted at the very name;

　　Always brisk and gayly court,

　　Make Love your pleasure not your pain,

　　'Tis by wanton play and sport

　　Heedless Virgins you will gain.

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茗莎千叶海

一切率性而为，但求心之所安。