If, when she appears i'th' room, Thou dost not quake, and art struck dumb, And in striving this to cover Dost not speak thy words twice over, If fondly thou dost not mistake, Persuad'st thyself that jests are broken If when thou appear'st to be within, If when thy stomach calls to eat, If by this thou dost discover & 2 And, And, desiring to love true, Thou dost begin to love anew, Thou lov'st amiss, And to love true, Thou must begin again and love anew*. SUCKLING. WHEN DELIA on the plain appears, Whene'er she speaks, my ravish'd ear *The characteristic ease and sprightliness of this writer appear to much advantage in this piece, which, although careless and incorrect in its language, possesses the vivacity rarely found in English songs unalloyed with coarseness. If she some other swain commend, Tho' I was once his fondest friend, When she is absent, I no more Delight in all that pleased before, The clearest spring, the shadiest grove ;- When fond of power, of beauty vain, LYTTELTON. Au! why must words my flame reveal? What all my actions prove? A blush whene'er I meet his eye, Betrays my secret love. In In all their sports upon the plain Whene'er we meet, my looks confess And every care remove; Still, still too short appears his stay, Does any speak in DAMON's praise, I every word approve; But is he blamed, although in jest, I feel resentment fire my breast, But ah! what tortures tear my heart, The least desire to rove! I hate the maid that gives me pain, For ah! that hate is love. Then Then ask not words, but read mine eyes, My passion these will prove; Words oft deceive, and spring from art, COME here, fond youth, whoe'er thou be And if thy breast have felt so wide a wound, I'll teach thee what it is to love, And by what marks true passion may be found. It is to be all bathed in tears, It is to do all this, and think thy sufferings sweet. It is to gaze upon her eyes With eager joy and fond surprise, Yet |