Thy joys no glitt'ring female meets, On hafty wings thy youth is flown; ODE Where China's gayeft art had dy'd The azure flowers, that blow; Demureft of the tabby kind, The penfive Selima reclin'd, Gaz'd on the lake below. Her confcious tail her joy declar'd; The fair round face, the fnowy beard, The velvet of her paws; Her coat, that with the tortoise vies, Her ears of jet, and emerald eyes, Still had fhe gaz'd; but 'midft the tide The Genii of the ftream: Their fcaly armour's Tyrian hue, Betray'd a golden gleam. The haplefs nymph with wonder faw: A whifker firft, and then a claw, With many an ardent wish, She ftretch'd, in vain, to reach the prize. What cat's averfe to fish? Prefump |