Alexis Shun'D His Fellow Swains, Their Rural Sports, And Jocund Strains: (Heav'N Guard Us All From Cupid'S Bow!) He Lost His Crook, He Left His Flocks; And Wand'Ring Thro' The Lonely Rocks, He Nourish'D Endless Woe. The Nymphs And Shepherds Round Him Came: His Grief Some Pity, Others Blame: The Fatal Cause All Kindly Seek. He Mingled His Concern With Their'S: He Gave 'Em Back Their Friendly Tears: He Sigh'D, But Would Not Speak. Clorinda Came Among The Rest: And She Too Kind Concern Exprest, And Ask'D The Reason Of His Woe: She Ask'D, But With An Air And Mein, That Made It Easily Foreseen, She Fear'D Too Much To Know. The Shepherd Rais'D His Mournful Head: And Will You Pardon Me, He Said, While I The Cruel Truth Reveal? Which Nothing From My Breast Should Tear; Which Never Should Offend Your Ear; But That You Bid Me Tell. 'Tis Thus I Rove, 'Tis Thus Complain; Since You Appear'D Upon The Plain: You Are The Cause Of All My Care: Your Eyes Ten Thousand Dangers Dart: Ten Thousand Torments Vex My Heart: I Love, And I Despair. Too Much, Alexis, I Have Heard: 'Tis What I Thought; 'Tis What I Fear'D: And Yet I Pardon You, She Cry'D: But You Shall Promise Ne'er Again To Breath Your Vows, Or Speak Your Pain: He Bow'D, Obey'D, And Dy'D.