The poetical works of Samuel Woodworth | ||
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BEAUTY, SWEET MYSTERIOUS POWER.
Beauty, sweet mysterious power,
Secret spring of all that moves,
Goddess of the Paphian bower,
Mother of the infant loves;
Secret spring of all that moves,
Goddess of the Paphian bower,
Mother of the infant loves;
Which can make the wicked good,
Savage sentiments abolish,
Melt the hard, refine the rude,
Teach the clown a courtier's polish;
Savage sentiments abolish,
Melt the hard, refine the rude,
Teach the clown a courtier's polish;
Which can make the simple wise,
Or deprive the wise of reason;
Bid the statesman sink or rise,
Urge to loyalty or treason:—
Or deprive the wise of reason;
Bid the statesman sink or rise,
Urge to loyalty or treason:—
Now exciting modest fear,
Now with lawless rudeness firing;
Prompting to be faithless here,
There with constancy inspiring.
Now with lawless rudeness firing;
Prompting to be faithless here,
There with constancy inspiring.
'T is the power that banes or blesses;
Where shall we its image find?
'T is the nymph whose eye expresses
Charms belonging to the mind.
Where shall we its image find?
'T is the nymph whose eye expresses
Charms belonging to the mind.
The poetical works of Samuel Woodworth | ||