Medulla Poetarum Romanorum Or, the Most Beautiful and Instructive Passages of the Roman Poets. Being a Collection, (Disposed under proper Heads,) Of such Descriptions, Allusions, Comparisons, Characters, and Sentiments, as may best serve to shew the Religion, Learning, Politicks, Arts, Customs, Opinions, Manners, and Circumstances of the Antients. With Translations of the same in English Verse. By Mr. Henry Baker |
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Fondness.
See Courtship. Love.
Oh! had
I Wings to glide along the Air,
To his dear Tent I'd fly, and settle there:
There tell my Quality, confess my Flame,
And grant him any Dow'ry that he'd name.
All, all I'd give: only my native Land,
My dearest Country should excepted stand;
For, perish Love, and all expected Joys,
E'er with so base a Thought, my Soul complies.—
To his dear Tent I'd fly, and settle there:
There tell my Quality, confess my Flame,
And grant him any Dow'ry that he'd name.
All, all I'd give: only my native Land,
My dearest Country should excepted stand;
For, perish Love, and all expected Joys,
E'er with so base a Thought, my Soul complies.—
By Charms like thine, which all my Soul have won,
Who might not—Ah!—who wou'd not be undone?
Pride of thy Age, and Glory of thy Race!
Come to these Arms, and melt in this Embrace!
The Vows thou never wilt return, receive:
And take at least the Love thou wilt not give.—
Who might not—Ah!—who wou'd not be undone?
Pride of thy Age, and Glory of thy Race!
Come to these Arms, and melt in this Embrace!
The Vows thou never wilt return, receive:
And take at least the Love thou wilt not give.—
Brown as I am, an Ethiopian Dame
Inspir'd young Perseus with a gen'rous Flame.
Turtles and Doves of diff'ring Hues unite,
And glossy Jet is pair'd with shining White.
If to no Charms Thou wilt thy Heart resign,
But such as merit, such as equal thine,
By none, alas! by none thou canst be mov'd,
Thyself alone must by Thyself be lov'd.—
Inspir'd young Perseus with a gen'rous Flame.
Turtles and Doves of diff'ring Hues unite,
And glossy Jet is pair'd with shining White.
If to no Charms Thou wilt thy Heart resign,
But such as merit, such as equal thine,
By none, alas! by none thou canst be mov'd,
Thyself alone must by Thyself be lov'd.—
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