The Works of the Late Aaron Hill ... In Four Volumes. Consisting of Letters on Various Subjects, And of Original Poems, Moral and Facetious. With An Essay on the Art of Acting |
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Celia,
in the Garden.
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Come, walk, and rouse the languid year:All nature blooms, when you appear;
Each leafless oak would bud a-new,
And push out shade, to shelter you.
Your sight would summer's want supply;
You gone—'tis winter—and we die.
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II
Yon warbling nightingale complains,Your praise, too seldom, tempts her strains:
The tow'ring lark but hears you sing,
And soars, to heav'n, with silent wing.
Come, angels, come, (he cries)—and see
Yourselves, as much out-done, as me.
III
Each violet sighs itself to death,To scent the gales, that fans your breath:
Stop but, and see th' unfolding rose,
With emulative blushes, glows:
While hood-wink'd lillies prostrate lie,
Asham'd, to see your breast, so nigh.
IV
Look round, and smile—and ev'ry flow'rSmiles, too—and charms, with ten-fold pow'r.
Depart, and lo! they bend and fall,
And weeping dew-drops waste 'em all.
'Tis thus, your love inflames my joy,
And, thus your coldness might destroy.
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