The Works, In Verse and Prose, of Leonard Welsted ... Now First Collected. With Historical Notes, And Biographical Memoirs of the Author, by John Nichols |
A SONG. |
The Works, In Verse and Prose, of Leonard Welsted | ||
A SONG.
I
While in the bower, with beauty bless'd,The lov'd Amintor lies;
While, sinking on Zelinda's breast,
He fondly kiss'd her eyes;
II
A wakeful nightingale, who longHad mourn'd within the shade,
Sweetly renew'd her plaintive song,
And warbled through the glade.
III
“Melodious Songstress,” cry'd the swain,“To shades less happy go;
“Or, if with us thou wilt remain,
“Forbear thy tuneful woe.”
IV
“While in Zelinda's arms I lie,“To Song I am not free;
“On her soft bosom while I sigh,
“I discord find in thee.
V
“Zelinda gives me perfect joys:“Then cease thy fond intrusion;
“Be silent; Music now is noise,
“Variety confusion.”
The Works, In Verse and Prose, of Leonard Welsted | ||