University of Virginia Library

Search this document 

collapse section 
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
collapse section 
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
collapse section 
 1. 
 2. 
 3. 
 4. 
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
collapse section 
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
On a Lady who refused the Address of four Gentlemen eminent in their Profession, and died a Maid.
  
  
  
  
  
collapse section 
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  
  

On a Lady who refused the Address of four Gentlemen eminent in their Profession, and died a Maid.

How great must be young Celia's Pow'r,
Courted and lov'd at once by Four?
Distinguish'd each in his Profession,
Her Charms were sure beyond expression.
Physic, whose healing Drugs remove,
All Pangs but those of fever'd Love,
And knows to soften ev'ry Pain,
Sues Celia to comply in vain.

246

Severer Law, great Albion's Pride,
Lays now his Gravity aside;
Surpris'd by Celia's Wit and Air,
Yet fruitless are his Vows and Pray'r.
Sacred Divinity aspires,
And Celia, heav'nly fair, admires;
He meets not with a kind Return,
But must in secret Anguish burn.
Nor can Apollo's Son prevail,
But sings in vain, his love-sick Tale;
The Poet's Verse and Laurel dies,
Touch'd by the Fire of Celia's Eyes.—
The beauteous Charmer knew her Birth,
She sprung from Race divine,
Nor would she deign to mix with Earth,
And with a Mortal join.

247

But quick she took to Heav'n her Flight,
With heav'nly Forms to pair;
And roves through endless Scenes of Light,
Herself an Angel there.
S