Loves Triumph.
Ah, ah, mighty Love! what pow'r unknown
Ah, ah, mighty Love! what pow'r unknown hast thou now us'd more then thy
own? It was thy Conduct and Designe, but not thy Pow'r that vanquish'd mine: As a great
Captain to his Name of ev'ry Conquest joyns the Fame; though 'twas not by his Power got,
but Armies by his Conduct brought: So when thou could'st not do't alone, thou lead'st his troops of
Virtues on And I now feel by my surprize, thou hast not only Darts; not only Darts, but Eyes.
Just god, now take again thy Arms, and rally all I have of Charms: What Pow'r and Conduct
cannot doe, make his Belief contribute too: So when the Earth some promise shows that she does
yet more Wealth enclose: Believing men search her rich Veins, and crown their hopes with unknown
gains: May he but at the first incline to Love, then by my Faith and Time, his Justice after
the surprize shall be more fetter'd, shall be more fetter'd than his Eyes.
