Miscellany Poems on Several Occasions | ||
The PHOENIX.
A SONG.
A female Friend advis'd a Swain
(Whose Heart she wish'd at ease)
Make Love thy Pleasure, not thy Pain,
Nor let it deeply seize.
(Whose Heart she wish'd at ease)
Make Love thy Pleasure, not thy Pain,
Nor let it deeply seize.
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Beauty, where Vanities abound,
No serious Passion claims;
Then, 'till a Phœnix can be found,
Do not admit the Flames.
No serious Passion claims;
Then, 'till a Phœnix can be found,
Do not admit the Flames.
But griev'd She finds, that his Replies
(Since prepossess'd when Young)
Take all their Hints from Silvia's Eyes,
None from ARDELIA's Tongue.
(Since prepossess'd when Young)
Take all their Hints from Silvia's Eyes,
None from ARDELIA's Tongue.
Thus, Cupid, of our Aim we miss,
Who wou'd unbend thy Bow;
And each slight Nymph a Phœnix is,
When Love will have it so.
Who wou'd unbend thy Bow;
And each slight Nymph a Phœnix is,
When Love will have it so.
Miscellany Poems on Several Occasions | ||