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Oxford This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 3.0 Unported License. T131163 K104099.005 Dodsley, Robert, 1703-1764. A Collection of Poems in Six Volumes. By Several Hands. Vol. V. London printed by J. Hughs, for R. and J. Dodsley 1763 [1st ed. 1758] pp. 280-281. 6v.: music; 8⁰.

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CHLOE resolved . A BALLAD . By the Same . Set to Music by Dr. GREEN , 1743. I. AS Chloe on flowers reclin'd o'er the stream , She sigh'd to the breeze , and made Colin her theme ; Tho' pleasant the stream , and tho' cooling the breeze , And the flowers tho' fragrant , she panted for ease . II . The stream it was fickle , and hasted away , It kiss'd the sweet banks , but no longer cou'd stay ; Tho' beauteous inconstant , and faithless tho' fair , Ah ! Colin , look in , and behold thyself there . III . The breeze that so sweet on its bosom did play , Now rose to a tempest , and darken'd the day . As sweet as the breeze , and as loud as the wind , Such Colin when angry , and Colin when kind . IV . The flowers when gather'd , so beauteous and sweet , Now fade on her bosom , and die at her feet ; So fair in their bloom , and so foul in decay , Such Colin when present , and Colin away . V. In rage and despair from the ground she arose , And from her the flowers so faded she throws ; She weeps in the stream , and she sighs to the wind , And resolves to drive Colin quite out of her mind . VI . But what her resolves when her Colin appear'd ? The stream it stood still , and no tempest was hear'd ; The flowers recover'd their beautiful hue : She found he was kind , and believ'd he was true .