"I sigh'd and owned my love"
di anonimo

I Sigh'd and own'd my Love:
Nor did the Fair my Passion disapprove:

A soft engaging Air
Not often apt to cause Despair,
Declar'd she gave attention to my Pray'r.
She seem'd to pity my Distress,
And I expecting nothing less,
Than what her every look does now confess.

But, oh, her change destroys
The Charming prospect of my promis'd Joys:

She's Rob'd of every Grace
That argu'd pity in her Face,
And cold, forbidding frowns, supply their place.

But while she strives to chill desire,

Her brighter Eyes such warmth inspire,
She checks the flame, but cannot quench the fire.