My friends, that each in kindness vie, But ere I afk once more to view Inform me, fwains; my friends, declare, SONG SONG VI. The Attribute of VENUS. ES; FULVIA is like VENUS fair; YE Has all her bloom, and shape, and air: But ftill, to perfect every grace, She wants the fmile upon her face. The crown majestic Juno wore; And CYNTHIA's brow the crefcent bore, Her train was form'd of fmiles and loves, Then fmile, my fair; and all whose aim SONG T SONG VII. 1744. HE lovely DELIA fmiles again! That killing frown has left her brow: Can fhe forgive my jealous pain, And give me back my angry vow? Love is an April's doubtful day: And quite forget the flitting fhow'r. The flow'rs, that hung their languid head, The sprightly birds, that droop'd no lefs In every raptur'd note, exprefs The joy I feel when thou art kind, SONG W HEN bright ROXANA treads the green, In all the pride of drefs and mien; Averse to freedom, love, and play, The dazzling rival of the day: None other beauty ftrikes mine eye, The lilies droop, the roses die. But when, difclaiming art, the fair O lovely maid! propitious hear, That varies objects ftill the fame : SONG SONG IX. 1743. VALENTINE'S DAY. "T AIS faid that under diftant skies, What first attracts an Indian's eyes Perhaps a lily, or a rose, That shares the morning's ray, May to the waking swain difclofe The regent of the day. Perhaps a plant in yonder grove, May tempt his vagrant eyes to rove, Perch'd on the cedar's topmoft bough, The swain surveys her pleas'd, afraid, Then low to earth he bends; And owns upon her friendly aid, His health, his life depends. Vain |