A SONG. I. SYL YLVIA the fair, in the bloom of fifteen, Felt an innocent warmth, as the lay on the green : She had heard of a pleasure, and fomething the guest By the towzing, and tumbling, and touching her breast: She faw the men eager, but was at a loss, What they meant by their fighing, and kiffing so clofe; By their praying and whining, And clafping and twining, And panting and wishing, And fighing and kiffing, And fighing and kiffing fo clofe. II. Ah! the cry'd; ah for a languishing maid, By their praying and whining, And clafping and twining, And fighing and kiffing fo close. Cupid in shape of a swain did appear, fear; He saw the fad wound, and in pity drew near; By their praying and whining, And panting and wishing, And fighing and kiffing, And fighing and kiffing so close. THE LADY'S SONG. I. A Choir of bright beauties in spring did appear, To choose a May-lady to govern the year; All the nymphs were in white, and the thepherds in green; The garland was given, and Phyllis was queen; But Phyllis refus'd it, and fighing did fay, I'll not wear a garland while Pan is away. II. While Pan, and fair Syrinx, are fled from our shore, The Graces are banish'd, and Love is no more: The foft God of pleasure, that warm'd our defires, Has broken his bow, and extinguish'd his fires: And vows that himself, and his mother, will mourn, "Till Pan and fair Syrinx in triumph return. III. Forbear your addreffes, and court us no more; A SON G. FAIR I. AIR, sweet and young, receive a prize From crouds, whom at your feet you see,' As I from thoufand beauties more Distinguish you, and only you adore, II. Your face for conqueft was defign'd, Angels, when Forget their hymns, to hear you speak; Are loth to mount, and long to ftay with you, III, No graces can your form improve, 4 ON A S O N G. HIG IGH ftate and honors to others impart, That treasure, that treasure alone, I beg for my own. So gentle a love, fo fervent a fire, My foul does inspire ; That treafure, that treasure alone, I beg for my own. So matchless a bleffing; That empire is all I would have. Love's my petition, All my ambition; So faithful a lover, I'll die, I'll die, So give up my game. 殺 |