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The Works of Peter Pindar [i.e. John Wolcot] | ||
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TO VENUS.
O Venus, wherefore is my sigh
To Delia's beauty breath'd in vain?
Ah! why her cold and clouded eye,
That sun-like shone upon her swain?
To Delia's beauty breath'd in vain?
Ah! why her cold and clouded eye,
That sun-like shone upon her swain?
A time there was, when thou wert kind,
And gav'st success to ev'ry pray'r;
When ev'ry sigh was sure to find
A sigh congenial from the fair.
And gav'st success to ev'ry pray'r;
When ev'ry sigh was sure to find
A sigh congenial from the fair.
A time there was, when Delia's breast,
At all my griefs, with grief would glow;
The nymph would lull the storm to rest,
And sooth with ev'ry charm my woe.
At all my griefs, with grief would glow;
The nymph would lull the storm to rest,
And sooth with ev'ry charm my woe.
Yet, Venus, wheresoe'er she flies,
To Delia all thy blisses give:
In me, a single shepherd dies,
In her, behold, a thousand live!
To Delia all thy blisses give:
In me, a single shepherd dies,
In her, behold, a thousand live!
The Works of Peter Pindar [i.e. John Wolcot] | ||