Medulla Poetarum Romanorum Or, the Most Beautiful and Instructive Passages of the Roman Poets. Being a Collection, (Disposed under proper Heads,) Of such Descriptions, Allusions, Comparisons, Characters, and Sentiments, as may best serve to shew the Religion, Learning, Politicks, Arts, Customs, Opinions, Manners, and Circumstances of the Antients. With Translations of the same in English Verse. By Mr. Henry Baker |
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Embrace.
She
said: and round
him threw her snowy Arms,
And warm'd him, wav'ring, with a soft Embrace:
He soon receives the wonted Flame, which flies
Swift thro' his Marrow, and his melting Bones:
As when in Thunder, lanc'd along the Sky,
A Streak of Fire runs streaming thro' the Clouds.
Pleas'd with her Wiles, and conscious of her Charms,
She silently perceives it: And involv'd
In Love's eternal Bond the God replies.
Whatever by my Art can be perform'd,
I promise: Spare Intreaties, nor distrust
Your Int'rest in my Soul. This said, He gave
The wish'd Embrace, and sunk to pleasing Rest.—
And warm'd him, wav'ring, with a soft Embrace:
He soon receives the wonted Flame, which flies
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As when in Thunder, lanc'd along the Sky,
A Streak of Fire runs streaming thro' the Clouds.
Pleas'd with her Wiles, and conscious of her Charms,
She silently perceives it: And involv'd
In Love's eternal Bond the God replies.
Whatever by my Art can be perform'd,
I promise: Spare Intreaties, nor distrust
Your Int'rest in my Soul. This said, He gave
The wish'd Embrace, and sunk to pleasing Rest.—
—See! wide-display'd,
A grateful Poplar courts us with its Shade.
The grassy Turf, beneath, so verdant shows,
Let us thereon delightfully repose:
With her Adonis here be Venus bless'd:
And swift at once the Grass and him she press'd.
Then sweetly smiling, with a raptur'd Mind,
On his lov'd Bosom she her Head reclin'd,
And thus began:—but mindful still of Bliss,
Seal'd the soft Accents with a softer Kiss.—
A grateful Poplar courts us with its Shade.
The grassy Turf, beneath, so verdant shows,
Let us thereon delightfully repose:
With her Adonis here be Venus bless'd:
And swift at once the Grass and him she press'd.
Then sweetly smiling, with a raptur'd Mind,
On his lov'd Bosom she her Head reclin'd,
And thus began:—but mindful still of Bliss,
Seal'd the soft Accents with a softer Kiss.—
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