With fervent vows t' attend the facrifice '} ΙΟ By pleafing fmiles and numerous conquefts known; Where, 'midt the brightest nymphs, the bore the prize From all from all but her Afteria's eyes. Behold the maid, who then fecure repell'd Thus in romantic hiftories we read 15 20 Of tournaments by fome great prince decreed, And feels within his veins a fever's fires; His grieving friend his laurels throws away, 30. * Diomedes. F 3 Like Like meeting rivers, in one stream they flow, Not the bright twins, prefer'd in heaven to shine, When Heaven did at Afteria's birth beftow Those lavish charms, with which the wounds us fo, To form her glorious mind, it did infpire A double portion of th' ætherial fire, That half might afterward be thence convey'd, 35 40 45 So India boasts a tree, that spreads around Its amorous boughs, which bending reach the ground, Where taking root again, the branches raise A fecond tree to meet its fond embrace ; Then fide by fide the friendly neighbours thrive, Fed by one fap, and in each other live. Of Phoebe's health we need not fend to know 50 55 See See what black clouds arife, when tempefts lour, 60 65 Such be thy fate, bright maid! from this decline Arife renew'd the charms, and doubly shine! And as that dawning planet was addrest With offer'd incense by th' adoring east, So we'll with fongs thy glad recovery greet, The Mufe fhall lay her prefents at thy feet; With open arms, Afteria shall receive 70 The dearest pledge propitious Heaven can give. Fann'd by these winds, your friendship's generous fire Shall burn more bright, and to fuch heights afpire, The wondering world fhall think you from above Come down to teach how happy angels love. 75 FA I. A ME of Dorinda's conquest brought The god of love her charms to view ; To wound th' unwary maid he thought, But foon became her conquest too. II. He dropp'd, half drawn, his feeble bow, F 4 5 III. Dif Help, Venus, help the wretched fon! Who now will pay us facrifice ? IV. To Cupid now no lover's prayer 15 то OCTAVIA INDISPOSED. A Round your couch while fighing lovers view So mournful is the fcene, 'tis hard to tell Which face betrays the fick, or who is well.. When iron red-hot by burning ftops the wound. 10 BEAUTY BEAUTY AND MUSIC. I. E fwains, whom radiant beauty moves, YE Or mufic's art with founds divine, Think how the rapturous charm improves, Where two fuch gifts celestial join ; Where Cupid's bow, and Phoebus' lyre, While trembling notes are taught to wound. III. Inquire not who's the matchefs fair, If young Harmonia's strains you hear, Or view her eyes, too well you'll know. CUPID's REVIEW. CUPID, furvey thy fhining train around Of favorite nymphs, for conqueft most renown'dj The lovely warriors that in bright array Thy power fupport, and propagate thy sway. Then fay what beauteous general wilt thou choose,$ To lead the fair Brigade against thy rebel foes? Behold the god advance in comely pride, Arm'd with his bow, his quiver by his fide. Inferior |