TO MISS LUCY FORTESCUE. ONCE by the Muse alone inspir'd But Venus now to punish me TO THE SAME. WITH HAMMOND'S ELEGIES. ALL that of love can be exprest In these soft numbers see, But, Lucy! would you know the rest It must be read in me. TO THE SAME. I. To him who in an hour must die 12 Than slow the minutes seem to me Which keep me from the sight of thee. II. Not more that trembling wretch would give Than I to shorten what remains Of that long hour which thee detains. III. Oh! come to my impatient arms, Oh! come with all thy heav'nly charms, The pain I feel from this delay. Το TO THE SAME. I. o ease my troubled mind of anxious care Last night the secret casket I explor'd Where all the letters of my absent fair II. In ev'ry word a magick spell I found Of pow'r to charm each busy thought to rest, So to his hoarded gold the miser steals, J2 4 8 12 IV. Ah! should I lose thee my too lovely Maid! V. Not one kind word shall in my pow'r remain 16 And lest my heart should still their sense retain, My heart shall break to leave thee wholly free. 20 A PRAYER TO VENUS. IN HER TEMPLE AT STOWE. To the Same. I. FAIR Venus! whose delightful shrine surveys These humble off'rings which thy servant pays, If less my love exceeds all other love Than Lucy's charms all other charms excel, Far from my breast each soothing hope remove, III. But if my soul is fill'd with her alone, 8 Oh, make her Goddess! make her all my own, IV. No watchful spies I ask to guard her charms, TO THE SAME, ON HER PLEADING WANT OF TIME. I.. ON Thames' bank a gentle youth For Lucy sigh'd with matchless truth The lovely maid his flame return'd, And would with equal warmth have burn'd, In secret shades his fair to meet Beneath th' accustom'd lime; She would have fondly met him there, III. "It was not thus, inconstant Maid! "You acted once," the shepherd said, "When love was in its prime." 12 16 6 12 She griev'd to hear him thus complain, IV. How can you act so cold a part? No crime of mine has chang'd your heart, We soon must part for months, for years.- TO THE SAME. 18 24 5 YOUR shape, your lips, your eyes, are still the same, 10 Were far more blest when you like me could love. 14 |