[Poems on Several Occasions with A Pastoral to which is added A Discourse of Life] [by John Tutchin] |
 |
|
ODE.
|
|
 | [Poems on Several Occasions with A Pastoral |  |
62
ODE.
[Where discontented Lovers walk]
I.
Where discontented Lovers walk,Hard by the glyding Brooks, and smiling Springs,
And mournfully together talk
Of Love's vain Joys, and fruitless Things:
Here I once scorcht by Heat of Love and Day,
Cupid and Phœbus both my Ruine meant.
I, chiding Fortune, here expiring lay:
Alas! cry'd I; What means she now to do?
Am I her Prisoner, and her Exile too?
Come, Savage Tygers, come! and quickly tear
This dismal gloomy Breast,
By Tyrannous Love opprest;
Come quick, and all your cruel Tortures show:
But, when you find my Heart, I charge you, spare
Her Image there,
Though she be crueller than you.
And thus I cry'd;
And thus sad Echo soon reply'd:
63
Poor wretched Mortal, thou hast spent in vain
Enough of fruitless Pain.
II.
Then on the Grass I lay me down again:Sleep, sleep, I cry'd; Sleep, wretched Mortal here!
Eternal Thoughts of Joy begets Despair,
And foolish Loving ever is a Pain.
Could thou enjoy thy scornful Dear,
Soon She must part from Thee, or Thou from Her.
See yonder Amorous Waters, how they sport,
And the coy Bank, their Mistress, court;
And though they would in long Embraces stay,
They only kiss the Banks, and glide away.
Of Thee, my Dear, but one soft Smile I crave;
And those that Love like me, so small a Gift may have.
And thus I cry'd;
And thus sad Echo soon reply'd:
Enough, enough of Lover's Pain;
Poor wretched Mortal, thou hast spent in vain
Enough of fruitless Pain.
| [Poems on Several Occasions with A Pastoral | |