 | Bersaba |  |
There stood a Tow'r, where Kings did oft repair,
To slacken and unbend Imperial Care.
From whence Jessides saw Bersaba's Charms,
Jessides, fam'd for Valour and for Arms.
Oft, like some God-like Hero, would he fight,
And his own Conquests in high Verses write.
Scarce could one know in which he did excell,
So bravely would he Fight, and Sing so well.
But Love impartial and as bold as Fate,
Love always dangerous to the Good and Great.
With subtle strength Heroick Souls does pierce,
No Brazen Castles can resist his force.
Jessides saw, (caught in an am'rous Chain,)
The naked Beauty: (could the Gods refrain?)
Through ev'ry part his rolling Eye-balls rove,
And pry into the Labyrinths of Love.
His Looks the Passion of his Heart betray,
The Royal Lover melts insensibly away:
At last o'erwhelm'd with a vast tide of flame,
Which from her Eyes, like darted Lightning, came.
So when we gaze on the Sun's glorious Light,
Our Eyes streight faint and sicken at the sight.
Now David yields, he lays his Scepter down,
Forgets himself, and does his God disown.
His Songs now heathen and rebellious prove,
No more he vies with Seraphims above;
No more of Wonders and of Heav'n he sings,
Love tunes his Heart, to Love he tunes his Strings:
He Courts with Passion; (what can Woman do
When Kings turn Lovers, and when Monarchs sue?)
Within his Breast he feeds immodest fires,
Till the kind She consents to his desires;
She thinks it brave t'enjoy an am'rous King,
And the Great Author licenses the Sin.
To slacken and unbend Imperial Care.
From whence Jessides saw Bersaba's Charms,
Jessides, fam'd for Valour and for Arms.
Oft, like some God-like Hero, would he fight,
And his own Conquests in high Verses write.
Scarce could one know in which he did excell,
So bravely would he Fight, and Sing so well.
But Love impartial and as bold as Fate,
Love always dangerous to the Good and Great.
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No Brazen Castles can resist his force.
Jessides saw, (caught in an am'rous Chain,)
The naked Beauty: (could the Gods refrain?)
Through ev'ry part his rolling Eye-balls rove,
And pry into the Labyrinths of Love.
His Looks the Passion of his Heart betray,
The Royal Lover melts insensibly away:
At last o'erwhelm'd with a vast tide of flame,
Which from her Eyes, like darted Lightning, came.
So when we gaze on the Sun's glorious Light,
Our Eyes streight faint and sicken at the sight.
Now David yields, he lays his Scepter down,
Forgets himself, and does his God disown.
His Songs now heathen and rebellious prove,
No more he vies with Seraphims above;
No more of Wonders and of Heav'n he sings,
Love tunes his Heart, to Love he tunes his Strings:
He Courts with Passion; (what can Woman do
When Kings turn Lovers, and when Monarchs sue?)
Within his Breast he feeds immodest fires,
Till the kind She consents to his desires;
She thinks it brave t'enjoy an am'rous King,
And the Great Author licenses the Sin.
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