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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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THE LOVER
  
  
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THE LOVER

To his Mistress in declining Health.

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The attribution of this poem is questionable.

Pride of yon lawn, whose living gems
Bespangle Flora's summer vest,
Smote by the day-star's sultry beams
The musk-rose bows her blushing crest.
Unwonted grief my breast invades,
Cynthia! that drooping rose art thou;
And envious Malady o'ershades
The graces of thy lovely brow.
E'en now her with'ring touch I view
Steal from thy cheek health's crimson dye;
And languor each bright glance subdue
That told my heart love's embassy.

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Pallid thy lip that Venus blest
With ruby tints, with rich perfumes;
Where He, whose arrows pierce my breast,
In nectar bath'd his little plumes.
Thy bosom's heavenly orbs of snow
Swell not above its circling zone,
And faintly throbs that heart below,
Which beat for love and me alone.
Ah! should inexorable fate
To his dark realms my fair consign,
Shall Thyrsis ask a longer date?
No! let thy parting hour be mine!
Sever'd thro' life's inclement day,
O! give thy last fond sigh to me;
And blest the mandate I'll obey
That weds my soul in death to thee.