From point to point, from pole to pole they flew, New terms of folly rose, new states of care; Abroad the labour, and at home the noise, (Man's double fuff'rings for domeftic joys) These, and a thousand, yet unnam'd we find; Thus on Parnaffus tuneful Hefiod sung, The mountain echo'd, and the valley rung, The The facred groves a fix'd attention fhow, What heavy judgment prov'd the writer's fate, A Locrian youth, the gentle Troilus he, Betray'd the fecrets of the conscious bow'r ; The dire difgrace her brothers count their own, And track her steps, to make its Author known. It chanc'd one evening, 'twas the Lover's day, Conceal'd in brakes the jealous kindred lay; When Hefiod wand'ring, mus'd along the plain, And fix'd his feat where love had fix'd the scene: A strong suspicion ftrait poffefs'd their mind, (For Poets ever were a gentle kind) But when Evanthe near the paffage stood, Flung back a doubtful look, and shot the wood, "Now take, at once they cry, thy due reward," And urg'd with erring rage, affault the Bard. His corps the fea receiv'd. The dolphins bore ('Twas all the Gods would do) the corps to fhore. Methinks I view the dead with pitying eyes, And see the dreams of antient wisdom rife; " Un "Unlov'd, unloving, 'twas his fate to bleed; All bright as an Angel new dropt from the sky; At diftance I gaze and am aw'd by my fears, So ftrangely you dazzle my eye! But when without art, Your kind thoughts you impart, When your love runs in blushes thro' every vein; When it darts from your eyes, when it pants in your heart, Then I know you're a woman again. There's There's a paffion and pride In our fex, fhe reply'd, And thus, might I gratify both, I would do: Still an Angel appear to each lover befide, But ftill be a woman to you. TH SONG. HYRSIS, a young and am'rous fwain, Who both his heart fubdue: Gay Cælia's eyes were dazzling fair, Sabina's easy shape and air With fofter magick drew. He haunts the ftream, he haunts the grove, Lives in a fond romance of love, And feems for each to die ; Till each a little spiteful grown, And the Sabina's eye. |