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HE surely must be wrong who loving fears	A
And does not flee when beauty first appears	A
Ye FAIR with charms divine I know your fame	B
No more I'll burn my fingers in the flame	B
From you a soft sensation seems to rise	C
And to the heart advances through the eyes	C
What there it causes I've no need to tell	D
Some die of love or languish in the spell	D
Far better surely mortals here might do	E
There's no occasion dangers to pursue	E
By way of proof a charmer I will bring	F
Whose beauty to a hermit gave the sting	F
Thence save the sin which fully I except	G
A very pleasant intercourse was kept	G
Except the sin again I must repeat	H
My sentiments on this will never meet	H
The taste of him at Rome who wine had swilled	H
Till to the throat he thoroughly was filled	H
And then exclaimed is't not a sin to drink	I
Such conduct horrid ever I shall think	I
I wish to prove e'en saints in fear should live	J
The truth is clear our faults may Heav'n forgive	K
If dread of punishment from pow'rs divine	L
Had led this friar in the proper line	L
He never had the charming girl retained	H
Who young and artless would your heart have gained	H
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HER name was Alibech if I recollect	H
Too innocent deceptions to detect	H
One day this lovely maiden having read	H
How certain pious holy saints were led	H
The better to observe religious care	M
To seek retirement in some lorn repair	M
Where they like Heav'nly Angels moved around	H
Some here some there were in concealment found	H
Was quite delighted strange as it may seem	N
And presently she formed the frantick scheme	N
Of imitating those her mind revered	H
And to her plan most rigidly adhered	H
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WITH silent steps the innocent withdrew	E
To mothers sisters none she bade adieu	E
Long time she walked through fields and plain and dale	O
At length she gained a wood within a vale	O
There met an aged man who once might be	P
Gay airy pleasing blithe gallant and free	P
But now a meagre skeleton was seen	Q
The shadow only of what late he'd been	R
Said she good father I have much desire	S
To be a saint thither my hopes aspire	T
I fain would merit reverence and prayer	M
A festival have kept with anxious care	M
What pleasure ev'ry year the palm in hand	H
And beaming round the head a holy band	H
Nice presents flow'rs and off'rings to receive	U
Your practice difficult must I believe	U
Already I can fast for many days	V
And soon should learn to follow all your ways	V
Go said the aged man your plan resign	L
I'd have you as a friend the state decline	L
'Tis not so easy sanctity to meet	H
That fasting should suffice the boon to greet	H
Heav'n guards from ill the maids and wives who fast	H
Or holiness would very seldom last	H
'Tis requisite to practise other things	W
These secrets are which move by hidden springs	W
A hermit whom you'll find beneath yon' beech	X
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Can better far than I their virtues teach	X
Go seek him pray make haste if you are sage	Y
I ne'er retain such birds within my cage	Y
This having said at once he left the belle	D
And wisely shut the door and barred his cell	D
Not trusting hair cloth fasting age nor gout	H
With beauty anchorites themselves should doubt	H
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OUR pensive fair soon found the person meant	H
A man whose soul was on religion bent	H
His name was Rustick young and warm in prayer	M
Such youthful hermits of deception share	M
Her holy wish the girl to him expressed	H
A wish most fervent doubtless to be blessed	H
And felt so strongly Alibech had fear	Z
Some day the mark might on her fruit appear	Z
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A SMILE her innocence from Rustick drew	E
Said he in me you little learning view	E
But what I've got I'll readily divide	H
And nothing from your senses try to hide	H
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THE hermit surely would have acted right	H
Such pupil to have sent away at sight	H
He managed otherwise as we shall state	H
The consequences let us now relate	H
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SINCE much he wished perfection to pursue	E
He to himself exclaimed what can'st thou do	E
Watch fast and pray wear hair cloth too but this	A2
Is surely little that will lead to bliss	A2
All do as much but with a FAIR to dwell	D
And never touch her would be to excel	D
'Twere triumph 'mong the Heav'nly Angels thought	H
Let's merit it and keep what here is brought	H
If I resist a thing so sweet and kind	H
I gain the end that pow'rs divine designed	H
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HE with him let the charming belle remain	B2
And confident he could at will abstain	B2
Both Satan and the flesh at once defied	H
Two foes on mischief ready to decide	H
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BEHOLD our saints together in a hut	H
Young Rustick where a corner seemed to jut	H
A bed of rushes for the novice placed	H
Since sleeping on the floor had her debased	H
Who yet unused to hardships much must feel	C2
'Twas best that these should on her senses steal	C2
A little fruit and bread not over fine	L
She had for supper water too for wine	L
The hermit fasted but the lady fed	H
And ate with appetite her fruit and bread	H
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APART their place of rest the maiden slept	H
But something quite awake the other kept	H
The Devil could by no means quiet rest	H
Till he should get admitted as a guest	H
He was received within the humble cell	D
The friar's thoughts were on his smiling belle	D
Her simple manners fascinating grace	D2
Complexion age each feature he would trace	D2
The heaving bosom and the beauteous charms	E2
That made him wish to clasp her in his arms	E2
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BY passion moved he bade at once adieu	E
To hair cloth discipline and fasting too	E
Cried he my saints are these to them I'll pray	F2
From Alibech no longer he would stay	F2
But to her flew and roused the girl from sleep	G2
Said he so soon you should not silence keep	G2
It is not right there's something to be done	H2
Ere we suspend the converse we've begun	H2
'Tis proper that to please the pow'rs divine	L
We Satan instantly in Hell confine	L
He was created for no other end	H
To block him up let's ev'ry effort lend	H
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IMMEDIATELY within the bed he slid	H
When scarcely knowing what young Rustick did	H
And unaccustomed to the mystick scene	Q
She knew not what the anchorite could mean	Q
Nor this nor that but partly by consent	H
And partly force yet wishing to prevent	H
Though not presuming to resist his sway	F2
To him 'mid pain and pleasure she gave way	F2
Believing ev'ry thing was most exact	H
And what the saint performed a gracious act	H
By thus the Devil shutting up in Hell	D
Where he was destined with his imps to dwell	D
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HENCEFORTH 'twas requisite if saint she'd be	P
From martyrdom she must not think to flee	P
For friar Rustick little sought to please	I2
The lesson was not given quite at ease	I2
Which made the girl not much improved in wit	H
Exclaim this Devil mischief will commit	H
'Tis very plain though strange it may appear	Z
To hurt his prison e'en he'll persevere	Z
The injury now you clearly may perceive	U
But for the evil done I shall not grieve	U
Yet richly he deserves to be again	J2
Shut up effectually in his domain	B2
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IT shall be so the anchorite replied	H
Once more the mystick art was fully tried	H
Such care he took such charity was shown	K2
That Hell by use free with the Devil grown	K2
His presence pleasant always would have found	H
Could Rustick equally have kept his ground	H
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CRIED Alibech 'tis very truly said	H
No prison has so nice and soft a bed	H
But presently the host will weary grow	L2
And here our pair soon discord seemed to show	L2
Hell for the prisoner in vain inquired	H
Deaf was the fiend and quietly retired	H
Repeated calls of course must irksome prove	M2
The fair grew weary when he would not move	M2
Her strong desire to be a saint declined	H
And Rustick to get rid of her designed	H
In this with him the belle agreed so well	D
That secretly she left the hermit's cell	D
And home returned in haste the shortest way	F2
But what the fair could to her parents say	F2
Is what I fain would know though truly yet	H
The full particulars I ne'er could get	H
'Tis probable she made them understand	H
Her heart was prompted by divine command	H
To try to be a saint that they believed	H
Or seemingly for truth the tale received	H
Perhaps the parents were not quite exact	H
In narrowly examining the fact	H
Though some suspicions doubtless	N2