Phillis I long yr powr have ownd
& you still gently swayd
Now nature has yr charms dethrond
& time your chain decayd
Both are wth such perversness curst
they still would bliss destroy
this change approves tho' for ye worst
that makes the best things cloy
try then the forces of disdain
Since kindness wins not me
for know you must to rule again
another woman be.