That Love’s my Conduct where I go,
And Love instructs me all I do.
Prudence no longer is my Guide,
Nor take I Counsel of my Pride.
In vain does Honour now invade,
In vain does Reason take my part,
If against Love it do persuade,
If it rebel against my Heart.
If the soft Ev’ning do invite,
And I incline to take the Air,
The Birds, the Spring, the Flow’rs no more delight;
‘Tis Love makes all the Pleasure there:
Love, which about me still I bear;
I’m charm’d with what I thither bring,
And add a Softness to the Spring.
If for Devotion I design,
Love meets me, even at the Shrine;
In all my Worships claims a part,
And robs even Heaven of my Heart:
All Day does counsel and controul,
And all the Night employs my Soul.
No wonder then if all you think be true,
That Love’s concern’d in all I do for you.
The Confession
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