 | The Land of Love |  |
Love smiling, spread his Wings, and mounting flies,
As swift as Lightning, thro' the yielding Skies,
Where Honour bore away the trembling Prize.
When at her Feet the little Charmer falls,
And to his Aid his pow'rful Softness calls;
Assails her with his Tears, his Sighs, and trys
Th'unfailing Language of his Tongue and Eyes.
As swift as Lightning, thro' the yielding Skies,
Where Honour bore away the trembling Prize.
When at her Feet the little Charmer falls,
And to his Aid his pow'rful Softness calls;
Assails her with his Tears, his Sighs, and trys
Th'unfailing Language of his Tongue and Eyes.
| The Land of Love | |