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TO MISS HOYLAND.
(1768).
Tell me, god of soft desires,
Little Cupid, wanton boy,
How thou kindlest up thy fires,
Giving pleasing pain and joy?
Little Cupid, wanton boy,
How thou kindlest up thy fires,
Giving pleasing pain and joy?
Hoyland's beauty is thy bow,
Striking glances are thy darts:
Making conquests never slow,
Ever gaining conquered hearts.
Striking glances are thy darts:
Making conquests never slow,
Ever gaining conquered hearts.
Heaven is seated in her smile,
Juno's in her portly air;
Not Britannia's favourite isle
Can produce a nymph so fair.
Juno's in her portly air;
Not Britannia's favourite isle
Can produce a nymph so fair.
In a desert vast and drear,
Where disorder springs around,
If the lovely fair is there,
'Tis a pleasure-giving ground.
Where disorder springs around,
If the lovely fair is there,
'Tis a pleasure-giving ground.
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Oh my Hoyland! blest with thee,
I'd the raging storm defy,
In thy smiles I live, am free;
When thou frownest, I must die.
I'd the raging storm defy,
In thy smiles I live, am free;
When thou frownest, I must die.
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