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A Miscellany of Poems

consisting of Original Poems, Translations, Pastorals in the Cumberland Dialect, Familiar Epistles, Fables, Songs, and Epigrams, by the late Reverend Josiah Relph ... With a Preface and a Glossary

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THE WALK.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 


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THE WALK.

I

As through the grove's delicious gloom
With Zephyrissa blessed I roam,
No more the pensive turtles pine;
The turtles lose their love in mine.

II

The warbler heedless of his lays
My Goddess eyes with ardent gaze;
To songs his bosom bids adieu;
His bosom heaves with raptures new.

III

Officiously the breezes wait
The fair one's fervors to abate:
But soon themselves the breezes glow,
And ask the cooling aid they owe.

8

IV

Why darts the fair-faced God of day
Amid the boughs so fierce a ray?
The God invidious wou'd impair,
The beauties of a face more fair.

V

In robes of richest rarest dye
The flowers enamoured court her eye;
Then sigh their souls in zephyrs sweet:
How proud to languish at her feet!

VI

The crowded boughs her bosom kiss,
All trembling with extatic bliss,
Then seize as oft her swain has done,
Her garment, grieved to part so soon.

VII

O still my charmer, stay and rove
Thus still a Goddess of the grove!

9

How tastless is thy tea, my dear!
And O how sweet our nectar here.

VIII

Nor dread the beauteous scenes decay;
If Zephyrissa deigns to stay,
Still beauteous shall the scene appear,
And spring smile joyous all the year.