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First Line: The merchant, to secure his treasure, / conveys it in a borrowed name
Last Line: Remarked how ill we all dissembled.
Variant Title(s): Love's Disguises;to Chloe
Subject(s): Flirtation; Love


The merchant, to secure his treasure,
Conveys it in a borrowed name;
Euphelia serves to grace my measure,
But Cloe is my real flame.

My softest verse, my darling lyre,
Upon Euphelia'''s toilet lay;
When Cloe noted her desire
That I should sing, that I should play.

My lyre I tune, my voice I raise,
But with my numbers mix my sighs;
And whilst I sing Euphelia'''s praise,
I fix my soul on Cloe'''s eyes.

Fair Cloe blushed; Euphelia frowned;
I sung and gazed; I played and trembled;
And Venus to the Loves around
Remarked how ill we all dissembled.





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