Marinda Poems and Translations upon Several Occasions [by Mary Monck] |
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To Marinda. A Puerperium.
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To Marinda. A Puerperium.
Cupid
a froward Chit as e'er was bred,
Once in an Humour from his Mother fled;
And Venus, doating on the lovely Boy,
Came down from Heaven to seek her lovely Joy;
She half distracted thro' the World did rove,
Sought every Corner for her pretty Love:
But all in vain: At last she chanc'd to stray
Where bright Marinda's new-born Infant lay.
Fair Venus stop't, and shrieking cry'd, O why
Did my own Dearest from his Mother fly?
Where hast thou wander'd? When an Infant smile
Graceful as Cupid's, without Cupid's Guile,
Shew'd her mistake; Transported with such Charms,
The Goddess caught the Babe up in her heav'nly Arms.
Once in an Humour from his Mother fled;
And Venus, doating on the lovely Boy,
Came down from Heaven to seek her lovely Joy;
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Sought every Corner for her pretty Love:
But all in vain: At last she chanc'd to stray
Where bright Marinda's new-born Infant lay.
Fair Venus stop't, and shrieking cry'd, O why
Did my own Dearest from his Mother fly?
Where hast thou wander'd? When an Infant smile
Graceful as Cupid's, without Cupid's Guile,
Shew'd her mistake; Transported with such Charms,
The Goddess caught the Babe up in her heav'nly Arms.
And thus she spake:
I see such Beauties in those Looks do shine,
That thou Marinda's Cupid art or mine;
May'st thou reward thy beauteous Mother's Care,
And be as Good and Happy as thou'rt Fair,
May'st thou to her a greater Blessing be,
Than is my too-lov'd Wanderer to me.
I see such Beauties in those Looks do shine,
That thou Marinda's Cupid art or mine;
May'st thou reward thy beauteous Mother's Care,
And be as Good and Happy as thou'rt Fair,
May'st thou to her a greater Blessing be,
Than is my too-lov'd Wanderer to me.
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