I SIGH'D, and own'd my love; Nor did the fair my paffion disapprove! A foft engaging air, Not often apt to cause despair, Declar'd fhe gave attention to my prayer; She feem'd to pity my distress, And I expected nothing lefs Than what her every look did then confefs. But, oh! her change destroys The charming prospect of my promis'd joys; And cold forbidding frowns fupply their place; Her brighter eyes fuch warmth infpire, She checks the flame, but cannot quench the fire. Α NCIENT Phillis has young graces, She herself makes her own faces, And each morning wears a new one; I WAS WAS foretold, your rebel fex I Nor love nor pity knew; And with what fcorn you use to vex The happy lover fure fhou'd gain I thought love's plagues like dragons fate, But I did enter, and enjoy What happy lovers prove; For I cou'd kifs, and fport, and toy, The force of love might not abate, Hard fate! to have been once poffeft, Atchiev'd with labour and unrest, And thence forc'd to depart. If the ftout foe will not refign I lose but what was never mine; From enjoy'd beauty, feels a woe R ICHEST gift of lavish nature, "Ah! too dear, too charming creature, Kindling glances, quick’ning kisses, TELL T ELL me no more of flames in love, Fools in romances ufe, to move No burning hope, or cold defpair, And all ridiculous create That shall pretend to love. Love was a monarch once, 'tis true, And though his fubjects were but few, And turn'd into a state, And love grows out of date. 卷] TELL T ELL me, Miranda, why fhou'd I Dame Eve, unskill'd in female arts, Nature ftill breaks through all difguife, Glows in your cheeks, and rules your eyes: Love trembles in your hands and heart, Your panting breasts proclaim his dart. No more, Miranda, then be coy, No longer keep us both from joy; No longer study to conceal What all your actions thus reveal. VOL. III. Z HOPELESS |