Then, as mine eye is eastward led, Some fair castle rears its head, Whose height the country round commands, Well known mark to distant lands, Blaze from afar with ruddy light With keener wing, I then repair Whose arms promifcuous form above Bellows loud with favage roar, Stalking all his hinds before. Thus mufing, night with even pace While the bat with dusky wings Flutters round in giddy rings, The viol touch'd by finger neat, Wrap me in the facred song, Attun'd by Handel's matchless skill, While Attention mute and still Fixes all my foul to hear The voice harmonious, sweet and clear. With many a well-devised tale, And stories link'd, to twist a chain By courteous deeds, and all contest And I with thee will choose to live. To a LADY very handsome, but too fond of DRESS. By the Same. RYTHEE why so fantastic and vain! PR What charms can the toilet fupply? Need beauty lay traps for the eye? Because Because that thy breaft is so fair, Shall fovereign beauty defcend Whole hours at the looking-glass spend, And cannot thy heart be at reft Unless thou excelleft each fair In trinkets and trumpery drefs'd? Is not that a fuperfluous care? Vain, idle attempt! to pretend The lilly with whiteness to deck! Does the rich folitaire recommend The delicate turn of thy neck? The gloffy bright hue of thy hair Can powder or jewels adorn? Can perfumes or vermilions compare With the breath or the blush of the morn? When, embarrass'd with baubles and toys, And to please thou haft too much defign:' Little know'st thou, how beauty beguiles, How alluring the innocent eye; What sweetness in natural smiles, Thee Nature with beauty has clad, ANACREON. |