The Wiccamical Chaplet a selection of original poetry; comprising smaller poems, serious and comic; classical trifles; sonnets; inscriptions and epitaphs; songs and ballads; mock-heroics, epigrams, fragments, &c. &c. Edited by George Huddesford |
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ROBIN-A-BOBIN,
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ROBIN-A-BOBIN,
AN HYMENEAL ODE;
OR Certain Astrological Notices respecting the Weather and Moon, for One Day in the Month of April.
By Merlin and Old Robin, Almanac-Makers.
When common Loves the genial season feel
From the tall steeple pours the thundering peal,
Perhaps o'er Hymen's robe the careless Muse
From the path side some common flow'ret strews.
From the tall steeple pours the thundering peal,
Perhaps o'er Hymen's robe the careless Muse
From the path side some common flow'ret strews.
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But when Love binds a matchless Pair,
Of qualities so rich and rare,
So good, so honey-sweet and true—
All Nature's train pay court to you.
Of qualities so rich and rare,
So good, so honey-sweet and true—
All Nature's train pay court to you.
With smiles and tears in either eye
The chilly Morn came waywardly:
So smil'd, I ween, the fearful Bride,
Yet, smiling, dropt some tears aside.
The chilly Morn came waywardly:
So smil'd, I ween, the fearful Bride,
Yet, smiling, dropt some tears aside.
Hyperion, hasting down to bed,
Look'd bluff and full of lustyhed,
So marking, in his course above,
The vigorous Bridegroom's hasty love.
Look'd bluff and full of lustyhed,
So marking, in his course above,
The vigorous Bridegroom's hasty love.
Now sweetly rise, ye cooling Gales!
For busy Venus tends the nuptial Bow'r;
And Night the peering Stars o'ervails,
To make the darkness of a Lover's Hour.
For busy Venus tends the nuptial Bow'r;
And Night the peering Stars o'ervails,
To make the darkness of a Lover's Hour.
Sweetly the cooling Gales arise,
In breezes fresh and whisper'd sighs;
Repairing the love-labour'd Swain
With vigour for his toil again.
In breezes fresh and whisper'd sighs;
Repairing the love-labour'd Swain
With vigour for his toil again.
But, O, fair Luna, where art thou?
Shew, if thine emblematic brow
Has ought that cheers, or ought that warns?—
—Alas, alas! She comes with HORNS!
Shew, if thine emblematic brow
Has ought that cheers, or ought that warns?—
—Alas, alas! She comes with HORNS!
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