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    An Address to a Wealthy Libertine or, the Melancholy Effects of Seduction; with a Letter from an Unfortunate Farmer's Daughter, to her Parents in Norfolk
    An Address to a Wealthy Libertine or, the Melancholy Effects of Seduction; with a Letter from an Unfortunate Farmer's Daughter, to her Parents in Norfolk
    An Address to a Wealthy Libertine or, the Melancholy Effects of Seduction; with a Letter from an Unfortunate Farmer's Daughter, to her Parents in Norfolk
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    An Address to a Wealthy Libertine or, the Melancholy Effects of Seduction; with a Letter from an Unfortunate Farmer's Daughter, to her Parents in Norfolk

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    Release dateNov 25, 2013
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      An Address to a Wealthy Libertine or, the Melancholy Effects of Seduction; with a Letter from an Unfortunate Farmer's Daughter, to her Parents in Norfolk - James Parkerson

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      Title: An Address to a Wealthy Libertine

      or, the Melancholy Effects of Seduction; with a Letter from an

      Unfortunate Farmer's Daughter, to her Parents in Norfolk

      Author: James Parkerson

      Release Date: August 17, 2010 [eBook #33456]

      Language: English

      Character set encoding: ISO-646-US (US-ASCII)

      ***START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK AN ADDRESS TO A WEALTHY

      LIBERTINE***

      Transcribed from the early 1800’s edition by David Price, email ccx074@pglaf.org.

      AN ADDRESS

      to a

      WEALTHY LIBERTINE;

      or, the

      Melancholy Effects

      of

      SEDUCTION;

      with a

      LETTER

      FROM AN UNFORTUNATE

      Farmer’s Daughter,

      to her

      PARENTS IN NORFOLK.

      PRICE SIX-PENCE.

      sold

      By J. PARKERSON,

      Jun.

      Walker, Printer, near the Duke’s Palace, Norwich.

      An Address, &c.

         Believe me, Sir; I do these lines impart

      With every pang that can corrode the heart;

      Bring to your mind a dismal scene late past,

      And let that guilty Amour be your last.

      Think of my friend that was of late so gay,

      By your vile arts dishonour’d and away;

      From every joy that animates this life,

      The tender mother and the happy wife.

      A husband’s frowns, a father’s burning tears,

      For Stella’s folly much increase their cares.

      A brother mourns, in solitude forlorn,

      To hear his Stella meet reproof and scorn:

      In tears he cries, my sister’s late disgrace

      Will plant a stigma on the female race.

      Those friends so late that used to Stella stray,

      Now bend their courses far another way.

      She mourns in privacy her honour flown,

      And sighs to find illicit scenes are known.

      These sorrowing truths I feelingly renew,

      And know, oh guilty man! they rise from you.

      Can all your wealth lost honour ever gain?

      That, Sir, is scorn’d—it is the impious stain

      You’ve brought on Stella, to the end of life,

      And robs her all the comforts of a wife.

      Abandon’d man

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