Basia Joannis Secundi Nicolai Hagensis or The Kisses of Joannes Secundus Nicolaius of the Hague. In Latin and English Verse. With the Life of Secundus, and a Critic upon his Basia. Adorn'd with a Cut of the Author, and another of his Mistress Julia, engrav'd by the famous Bernard Picart the Roman [by George Ogle] |
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KISS IV.
Not Kisses thy fond Lips diffuse;
But Nectar'd Sweets! Ambrosial Dews!
Sweets! that recall the Soul from Death!
Such! as not Thyme, with balmy Breath;
Such! as not Nard, in Spicy Gales;
Such! as not Cinnamum exhales!
Such! as ev'n Virgin Stores excell!
Which, lab'ring Bees, in waxen Cell,
Beneath their Osier Roof distill:
Drawn from Hymettus' fragrant Hill;
Or gather'd in Cecropian Bow'r,
Where blooms the Rose, Celestial Flow'r!
Not Kisses thy fond Lips diffuse;
But Nectar'd Sweets! Ambrosial Dews!
But Nectar'd Sweets! Ambrosial Dews!
Sweets! that recall the Soul from Death!
Such! as not Thyme, with balmy Breath;
Such! as not Nard, in Spicy Gales;
Such! as not Cinnamum exhales!
Such! as ev'n Virgin Stores excell!
Which, lab'ring Bees, in waxen Cell,
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Drawn from Hymettus' fragrant Hill;
Or gather'd in Cecropian Bow'r,
Where blooms the Rose, Celestial Flow'r!
Not Kisses thy fond Lips diffuse;
But Nectar'd Sweets! Ambrosial Dews!
These, if, thus lavish, You bestow;
Sudden, shall I Immortal grow!
Sudden! to Gods, exalted, rise;
And share the Banquets of the Skies!
Sudden, shall I Immortal grow!
Sudden! to Gods, exalted, rise;
And share the Banquets of the Skies!
Then, ah, forbear, Sweet Maid, forbear!
Spare, for my Sake, thy Bounty spare!
Or Thou thy-self Immortal grow!
For without Thee, Neæra, know;
Ev'n to the Gods I wou'd not rise:
Nor share the Banquets of the Skies.
No! not! Tho' all the Pow'rs Above;
The Daughters and the Wives of Jove:
Wou'd my Superiour God-head own;
And seat me on the Starry Throne.
Spare, for my Sake, thy Bounty spare!
Or Thou thy-self Immortal grow!
For without Thee, Neæra, know;
Ev'n to the Gods I wou'd not rise:
Nor share the Banquets of the Skies.
No! not! Tho' all the Pow'rs Above;
The Daughters and the Wives of Jove:
Wou'd my Superiour God-head own;
And seat me on the Starry Throne.
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