Amasia, or, The Works of the Muses A Collection of Poems. In Three Volumes. By Mr John Hopkins |
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To a Lady, holding her Picture in my Hand, and looking on her Face.
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To a Lady, holding her Picture in my Hand, and looking on her Face.
Thus, Ixion like, I have maintain'd the chace,Pursu'd the Goddess, and her Cloud embrace.
O thou, who fly'st with my despairing Heart,
Thou, more a Shadow than thy Picture, art.
Whilst round this Shade my Circling Arms I cast,
Thy Face, which shuns me, holds my Soul as fast.
Here had the fond Narcissus chanc'd to rove,
He and his Shadow too had dy'd for Love.
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Ev'n Nature cannot paint it o'er again.
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