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For him each virgin sighs; and on the plains 21
Beauteous Aminta is as early light, Breaking the melancholy shades of night; When she is near, all anxious trouble flies, And our reviving hearts confess her eyes. 30 Young love, and blooming joy, and gay desires, In every breast the beauteous nymph inspires; And on the plain when she no more appears, The plain a dark and gloomy prospect wears. In vain the streams roll on; the eastern breeze Dances in vain among the trembling trees; In vain the birds begin their evening song, And to the silent night their notes prolong: Nor groves, nor crystal streams, nor verdant field Does wonted pleasure in her absence yield. 40
And in his absence, all the pensive day,
On flowery banks, by every murmuring stream, Aminta is my Muse's softest theme;
'Tis she that does my artful notes refine: With fair Aminta's name my noblest verse shall
I'll twine fresh garlands for Alexis' brows,
TO THE AUTHOR OF THE FOREGOING
But, if beneath thy numbers' soft disguise,
But, if by chance the series of thy joys
TO A LADY:
SHE REFUSING TO CONTINUE A DISPUTE WITH ME, AND
LEAVING ME IN THE ARGUMENT.
1 SPARE, generous Victor, spare the slave,
Who did unequal war pursue;
In being overcome by you.
2 In the dispute whate'er I said,
My heart was by my tongue belied; And in my looks you mignt have read
How much I argued on your side. .
3 You, far from danger as from fear,
Might have sustained an open fight; For seldom your opinions err;
Your eyes are always in the right.
4 Why, fair one, would you not rely
On Reason's force with Beauty's joined; Could I their prevalence deny,
I must at once be deaf and blind.
5 Alas! not hoping to subdue,
I only to the fight aspired;
To keep the beauteous foe in view
Was all the glory I desired.
6 But she, howe'er of victory sure,
Contemns the wreath too long delayed;
Calls cruel silence to her aid.
7 Deeper to wound, she shuns the fight:
She drops her arms, to gain the field:
And triumphs, when she seems to yield.
8 So when the Parthian turned his steed,
And from the hostile camp withdrew;
He sent; and as he fled, he slew.
SEEING THE DUKE OF ORMOND'S
AT SIR GODFREY KNELLER'S.
Out from the injured canvas, Kneller, strike
5 Let his keen sabre, comet-like, appear,
1 James, Duke of Ormond, eldest son of Thomas, Earl of Ossory. He, after holding many considerable posts during the reigns of King William and Queen Anne, was, in the beginning of the reign of George the First, attainted of high treason on account of his being concerned in the unpopular measures of the last four years of Queen Anne's reign. He died in exile in the year 1745, in a very advanced age. At the battle of Landen he was taken prisoner, after his horse was shot under him, and he had received many wounds.
Where'er it points, denouncing death. Below 7
CELIA TO DAMON.
Atque in amore mala haec proprio, summeque secundo
WHAT can I say, what arguments can prove