 | The works, in verse and prose, of the late Robert Treat Paine, Jun. Esq |  |
STANZAS TO ANNA, ON HER VISIT TO PHILADELPHIA.
Come, power ethereal, whose mellifluous aid
Taught Shenstone's lyre with dulcet swell to move,
Sweet, as the minstrel of the evening shade,
Soft, as the languor in the eye of Love!
Taught Shenstone's lyre with dulcet swell to move,
Sweet, as the minstrel of the evening shade,
Soft, as the languor in the eye of Love!
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Come, lend my artless hand thy magick charm,
To deck the wreath, on Anna's brow entwined;
In notes majestick, as her heavenly form;
In verse irradiant, as her brilliant mind.
To deck the wreath, on Anna's brow entwined;
In notes majestick, as her heavenly form;
In verse irradiant, as her brilliant mind.
From the bleak sky of Boston's sea-girt shore,
The Sun and Anna seek benigner plains;
Where'er he shines, rude Winter storms no more,
Where'er she visits, Spring florescent reigns.
The Sun and Anna seek benigner plains;
Where'er he shines, rude Winter storms no more,
Where'er she visits, Spring florescent reigns.
She smiles—and all the Loves their arrows wing;
She moves—the Goddess by her gait is known;
She chants—and all inspired, the Muses sing;
She speaks—'tis peerless Anna's self alone!
She moves—the Goddess by her gait is known;
She chants—and all inspired, the Muses sing;
She speaks—'tis peerless Anna's self alone!
All welcome, lovely fair-one, queen of grace,
Thou sigh and hope, by every heart expressed;
Add to the sparkling triumphs of thy face,
The humble tribute of Menander's breast!
Thou sigh and hope, by every heart expressed;
Add to the sparkling triumphs of thy face,
The humble tribute of Menander's breast!
| The works, in verse and prose, of the late Robert Treat Paine, Jun. Esq | |