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VERSES LOST UPON A WAGER. As soon hereafter will I wagers lay
'Gainst what an oracle shall say ; Fool that I was, to venture to deny
A tongue so used to victory !
Though what you said had not been true,
Your speech will govern destiny, And Fate will change rather than you should lie. 'Tis true, if human Reason were the guide,
Reason, methinks, was on my side;
When the authority's divine.
Never so justly, sure, before,
For, whatsoe'er the question be,
When they descend to human view) In a material form would deign to shine,
"Twould imitate or borrow thine:
Happy the eye which Truth could see
But happier far the eye
Yet this lost wager costs me nothing more
Than what I owed to thee before: Who would not venture for that debt to play,
Which he were bound howe'er to pay ? If Nature gave me power to write in verse, She gave it me thy praises to rehearse :
Thy wondrous beauty and thy wit
Has such a sovereign right to it,
BATHING IN THE RIVER.
The fish around her crowded, as they do
As she at first took me ;
Among the waves appear,
Why to mute fish shouldst thou thyself discover
To ghosts, that have no use of it;
Maids bury; and, for aught we know, (Poor ignorants !) they're mermaids all below.
The amorous waves would fain about her stay, But still new amorous waves drive them away, And with swift current to those joys they haste
That do as swiftly waste;
I laugh’d the wanton play to view ;
But ’tis, alas! at land so too,
The good your bounties do;
And how your use and beauty's lost,
with frost. Tell her, her beauties and her youth, like thee, Haste without stop to a devouring sea; Where they will mix'd and undistinguish'd lie With all the meanest things that die ;
As in the ocean thou
No privilege dost know
Thyself yet still behind:
About the self-same thing.
LOVE GIVEN OVER.
Hast thou consumed in vain;
Thyself with shadows to deceive;
Three of thy lustiest and thy freshest years
(Toss'd in storms of hopes and fears) Like helpless ships that be
Set on fire i’ the midst o' the sea, Have all been burn'd in love, and all been drown'd
Resolve then on it, and by force or art
Free thy unlucky heart;
The' ambition of thy love,
If e'er it home to its breast retire,
Though thousand beauties call it out;
The pox, the plague, and every small disease,
May come as oft as ill-fate please ;
To give a second wound,
Alas! what comfort is 't that I am grown
Secure of being again o'erthrown?
Lest any else should quarter there,
THE FORCE OF LOVÉ.
PRESERVED FROM AN OLD MANUSCRIPT.
Throw an apple up a hill,
Down the mountain flows the stream,
Stop the meteor in its flight,
of light; Bid Dan Phæbus not to shine, Bid the planets not incline : "Tis as vain, below, above, To impede the course of Love.
Salamanders live in fire,
within the mine, Luscious grapes upon the vine;