One fault, but that which I must never own, That I, of all mankind, have lov'd but thee alone? HENRY. Vainly thou talk'st of loving me alone: 550 560 By nature prompted, and for empire made, Alike by strength or cunning we invade: When arm'd with rage we march against the foe We lift the battle-axe, and draw the bow: When, fir'd with passion, we attack the fair, Delusive sighs and brittle vows we bear; Our falsehood and our arms have equal use; As they our conquest or delight produce. The foolish heart thou gav'st, again receive, The only boon departing love can give. To be less wretched, be no longer true; What strives to fly thee, why shouldst thou pursue? Forget the present flame, indulge a new; Single the loveliest of the amorous youth; Ask for his vow; but hope not for his truth. The next man (and the next thou shalt believe) Will pawn his gods, intending to deceive; Will kneel, implore, persist, o'ercome, and leave. Hence let thy Cupid aim his arrows right; Be wise and false, shun trouble, seek delight; Change thou the first, nor wait thy lover's flight. Why shouldst thou weep? let nature judge our case; I saw thee young and fair; pursued the chase 570 Of youth and beauty: I another saw 581 This younger, fairer, pleads her rightful charms; With present power compels me to her arms. And much I fear, from my subjected mind (If beauty's force to constant love can bind), That years may roll, ere in her turn the maid Shall weep the fury of my love decay'd; And weeping follow me, as thou dost now, With idle clamours of a broken vow. Nor can the wildness of thy wishes err So wide, to hope that thou mayst live with her. Love, well thou know'st, no partnership allows : Cupid averse rejects divided vows: 591 Then from thy foolish heart, vain maid, remove rove. EMMA. Are we in life through one great error led? Is each man perjur'd, and each nymph betray'd? Of the superior sex art thou the worst? Am I of mine the most completely curst? Yet let me go with thee; and going prove, From what I will endure, how much I love. This potent beauty, this triumphant fair, 600 This happy object of our different care, A servant (she may scorn the name of friend). 610 Yet, when increasing grief brings slow disease; And ebbing life, on terms severe as these, Will have its little lamp no longer fed; 621 When Henry's mistress shows him Emma dead; HENRY. 630 Hear, solemn Jove; and conscious Venus, hear; And thou, bright maid, believe me whilst I swear; No time, no change, no future flame, shall move O powerful virtue! O victorious fair! Receive the triumph, and forget the war. 641 No banish'd man, condemn'd in woods to rove, Intreats thy pardon, and implores thy love: No perjur'd knight desires to quit thy arms, Fairest collection of thy sex's charms, Crown of my love, and honour of my youth! Henry, thy Henry, with eternal truth, As thou mayst wish, shall all his life employ, And found his glory in his Emma's joy. In me behold the potent Edgar's heir, Let Loyre confess, for she has felt his sword, 650 And sees his numerous herd imprint her sands. And thou, my fair, my dove, shalt raise thy thought To greatness next to empire; shalt be brought Where peace and plenty on thy word shall wait. Friendship shall still thy evening feasts adorn; And blooming peace shall ever bless thy morn Succeeding years their happy race shall run, And age unheeded by delight come on; 670 While yet superior love shall mock his power: EMMA. O day the fairest sure that ever rose! Period and end of anxious Emma's woes! Sire of her joy, and source of her delight; O! wing'd with pleasure take thy happy flight, And give each future morn a tincture of thy white. Yet tell thy votary, potent queen of love, Henry, my Henry, will he never rove? Will he be ever kind, and just, and good? And is there yet no mistress in the wood? 681 None, none there is; the thought was rash and vain; A false idea, and a fancied pain. Doubt shall for ever quit my strengthen❜d heart, And anxious jealousy's corroding smart; Nor other inmate shall inhabit there, But soft Belief, young Joy, and pleasing Care. |