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From lips that spoil the ruby's praise,
The blushing cheek speaks modest miod ;
Why thus, my love, so kind bespeak
SIR J. HARRINGTON,
* This piece, the product of the age of Elizabeth or James I, has undergone no other alteration in reprinting, than putting it into modern spelling. It is a specimen of the elegant simplicity which characterized that age of English poetry, and which was nearly lost in the succeeding age.
The Graces and the wandering Loves
Are fled to distant plains,
To wound admiring swains.
Who turns her careless eyes
And conquers while she flies.
But see! implored by moving prayers,
To change the lover's pain,
And brings the fair again.
Think you, she 'll e'er resigo ?
Or you, like her, divine.
Round Love's elysian bowers
The softest prospects rise ;
There shine the purest skies;
Round Love's deserted bowers
Tremendous rocks arise ;
Tornadoes rend the skies ;
Then, youth, thou fond believer,
The wily Syren shun;
Will surely be undone :
MONTGOMERY. TO CUPID.
Child, with many a childish wile,
Who is he whose flinty heart
* In the tragedy of " Basil.”
A SIGH. A SIGH.
GENTLE air, thou breath of lovers,
Vapour from a secret fire, Which by thee itself discovers,
Ere yet daring to aspire:
Softest note of whisper'd anguish,
Harmony's refined part, Striking, while thou seem'st to languish, Full upon
the list'ner's heart :
Safest messenger of passion,
Stealing thro' a cloud of spies, Which constrain the outward fashion,
Close the lips, and guard the eyes :
Shapeless sigh, we ne'er can show thee,
Form'd but to assault the ear;
Every nymph may read thee here.