Poems on Several Occasions ... To which is added, the Plague of Wealth, Occasion'd By the Author's receiving fifty Pounds from his Excellency the Lord Carteret, for the foremention'd Ode. With several Poems not in the Dublin Edition. By Matthew Pilkington. Revised by the Reverend Dr. Swift |
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ODE XXXIV.
Nay—fly me not, alluring Fair,
Nor scorn these Locks of silver Hair,
Tho' Youth now lends thee ev'ry Grace,
And Beauty blooming paints thy Face,
Tho' Nature o'er thy Cheeks hath spread
The smiling Morning's purest Red,
Tho' all that's lov'ly dwells in thee,
Yet fly not thus from Love, and Me.
Nor scorn these Locks of silver Hair,
Tho' Youth now lends thee ev'ry Grace,
And Beauty blooming paints thy Face,
Tho' Nature o'er thy Cheeks hath spread
The smiling Morning's purest Red,
Tho' all that's lov'ly dwells in thee,
Yet fly not thus from Love, and Me.
How do those Wreaths delight the Eye,
Compos'd of Blooms of various Dye!
See, Nymph, how fair the Lilly shows,
Entwin'd around the blushing Rose!
Compos'd of Blooms of various Dye!
See, Nymph, how fair the Lilly shows,
Entwin'd around the blushing Rose!
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