The Fair Circassian, A Dramatic Performance Done from the Original By a Gentleman-Commoner of Oxford. The Second Edition Corrected. To which are added Several Occasional Poems. By the same Author [i.e. Samuel Croxall] |
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SYLVIA.
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SYLVIA.
Were I invited to a Nectar FeastIn Heaven, and Venus nam'd me for her Guest;
Tho' Mercury the Messenger should prove,
Or her own Son, the mighty God of Love;
At the same Instant let but honest Tom
From Sylvia's dear terrestrial Lodging come,
With Look important say------desires------at Three
Alone------your Company------to drink some Tea.
Tho' Tom were mortal, Mercury divine;
Tho' Sylvia gave me Water, Venus Wine;
Tho' Heaven was here, and Bowstreet lay as far
As the vast Distance of the utmost Star;
To Sylvia's Arms with all my Strength I'd fly;
Let who would meet the Beauty of the Sky.
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