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] |
1. |
2. |
1. |
2. |
The Works of Mr. Robert Gould | ||
3
SONG II. The Mistress.
I
'Tis not Beauty makes me love thee,Tho' like Venus soft and Fair;
Nor for Wealth do I approve thee,
Yet who wou'd not be thy Heir?
Neither for thy Wit adore thee,
Where we so much Smartness find;
Or for Vertue fall before thee,
Tho' the best of Woman kind.
II
What (you'll say then) is th'OccasionI such lasting Love pretend?
What can else beget a Passion
That must never know an End?
Fair, I'll tell thee—'tis thy Nature
That thus captivates my Mind;
Pitying the Imploring Creature,
You are proud of being kind.
III
Others tediously will tarry,Loth to grant the Am'rous Boon,
Or expect a Man shou'd marry,
Tho h' had better turn Dragoon.
4
Making Love and endless Task,
You, my Angel, let us wisely
Have the Blessing when we ask.
The Works of Mr. Robert Gould | ||