 | Poems upon several occasions |  |
A SONG.
[See what a Conquest Love has made!]
I
See what a Conquest Love has made!Beneath the Myrtle's am'rous Shade
The charming fair Corinna lies
All melting in Desire,
Quenching in Tears those flowing Eyes
That set the World on Fire.
II
What cannot Tears and Beauty do!The Youth by Chance stood by, and knew
For whom those Chrystal Streams did flow;
And though he ne'er before
To her Eyes brightest Rays did bow,
Weeps too, and does adore.
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III
So when the Heav'ns serene and clear,Gilded with gaudy Light appear,
Each craggy Rock, and every Stone,
Their native Rigour keep;
But when in Rain the Clouds fall down,
The hardest Marble weeps.
| Poems upon several occasions | |