Lyric Poems Made in Imitation of the Italians. Of which, many are Translations From other Languages ... By Philip Ayres |
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LEANDER drowned.
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LEANDER drowned.
Tho' Winds, and Seas oppose their utmost Spight,
Joyn'd with the Horrour of a dismal Night,
To keep his word the brave Leander strove,
Honour his Convoy, and his Pilot Love;
He long resists the envious Billows Rage,
Whose Malice would his generous Flame asswage;
Joyn'd with the Horrour of a dismal Night,
To keep his word the brave Leander strove,
Honour his Convoy, and his Pilot Love;
He long resists the envious Billows Rage,
Whose Malice would his generous Flame asswage;
At last, his weary Limbs o'ercome with Pain,
No longer could the mighty Force sustain;
Then Thoughts of losing Hero made him grieve,
Only for Hero could he wish to live.
With feeble Voice, a while to respite Fate,
He with his Foes would fain capitulate:
No longer could the mighty Force sustain;
Then Thoughts of losing Hero made him grieve,
Only for Hero could he wish to live.
With feeble Voice, a while to respite Fate,
He with his Foes would fain capitulate:
Whilst they against him still their Fury bend,
Nor these his dying Accents would attend.
Since to your greater Powers I must submit,
Ye VVinds and Seas, at least, this Prayer admit;
That with my Faith I may to her comply,
And at return let me your Victim dy.
Nor these his dying Accents would attend.
Since to your greater Powers I must submit,
Ye VVinds and Seas, at least, this Prayer admit;
That with my Faith I may to her comply,
And at return let me your Victim dy.
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