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pollo wondering stood to fee The nymph transform'd into a tree; Vain were his lyre, his voice, his tuneful art,
His paffion and his race divine;
Nor cou'd th' eternal beams that round his temples Melt the cold virgin's frozen heart.
Nature alone can love infpire,
LL fail upon the dog-ftar,
I'll climb the frosty mountain,
And there I'll coin the weather; I'll tear the rainbow from the sky, And tye both ends together.
The stars pluck from their orbs too,
Nature alone, &c.
ND I'll o'er the moor to Maggy,
If the love mirth, I'll learn to fing;
If the admire a martial mind,
With gayeft airs I'll charm her;
Beauty can wonders work with cafe,
goddefs, Lidia, heavenly fair, -
O let me gaze on those bright eyes;
Give me ambrofia in a kifs,
That I may rival Jove in blifs; ̈
O hide thy bofom's killing white,
Why draw'it thou from the purple flood of my kind heart the vital blood? Thou art all over endless charms! O take me, dying, to thy arms.
s early I walk'd, on the first of fweet May,
Befide a clear fountain,
I heard a grave lute foft melody play,
I liften'd and look'd, and fpy'd a young fwain,
And fpirits oppreffed,
Seem'd clearing afresh like the sky after rain;
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Tho' Eliza be coy, why fhou'd I repine
In her high sphere of worth I ne'er cou'd fhine;
No! henceforth esteem fhall govern defire,
And in due fubjection
Return warm affection;
To fhew that felf-love inflames not my fire,
When paffion fhall ceafe to rage in my breast,
Shall hufh my fad mourning,
And lord of my self, in absolute rest,
I'll hug the condition which heav'n fhall think beft.
Thus friendship unmix'd, and wholly refin'd,
Tho' love is rejected:
Eliza fhall own, tho' to love not inclin'd,
That the ne'er had a friend like her lover refign'd.
May the fortunate youth, who hereafter-shall woo,
And gain her dear favour,
Know as well as I what to' Eliza is due;
Be much more deferving, but never less true.
all be true that I do think,
There are five reafons we fhou'd drink: