The Works of Mr. Robert Gould In Two Volumes. Consisting of those Poems [and] Satyrs Which were formerly Printed, and Corrected since by the Author; As also of the many more which He Design'd for the Press. Publish'd from his Own Original Copies [by Robert Gould] |
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Silvia Luke-warm.
Now while I languish on your gentle Breast,That Pillow where my Cares are hush'd to rest;
While our plump Veins are full of Youthful Fire,
And Nature able to make good Desire;
Why at this Season, in Love's choicest Prime,
Shou'd you conceive that I indulge a Crime
To urge Enjoyment? Which you rather ought
Believe th'Effect of Passion than a Fau't.
Think, Lovely Charmer, how the Minutes fly,
And the preventing Spite of Destiny:
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And Age and Impotence come swiftly on.
Let us not then thus wast the precious Time,
'Tis that, O Silvia, that's the greatest Crime;
For as that's trifled and consum'd away,
Who knows too, but our Passions may decay?
Enjoyment will preserve the Flame entire,
No other Fuel can maintain the Fire,
That's Love indeed! the rest is but Desire;
That is the Oil that makes the Colours last,
While Paints in Fresco fret away, and wast.
For Pity then change your half yielding Mind,
To be but kind in Part is much unkind
Luke-warm Indifferency I cannot bear;
Such tedious Hopes are worse than quick Despair.
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