Philomela Or, Poems By Mrs. Elizabeth Singer, [Now Rowe,] ... The Second Edition |
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TO A LADY at Court. |
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TO A LADY at Court.
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Come, pr'ythee leave the Courts,And range the Fields with me;
A thousand pretty Rural Sports
I'll here invent for Thee.
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Involv'd in blissful Innocence,We'll spend the shining Day,
Untouch'd with that mean Influence
The duller World obey.
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About the flow'ry Plains we'll rove,As gay and unconfin'd,
As are, inspir'd by Thee and Love,
The Sallies of my Mind.
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Now seated by a lovely Stream,Where beauteous Mermaids haunt;
My Song, while Nassau is my Theme,
Shall Them and Thee inchant.
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Then in some gentle soft Retreat,Secure as Venus-Groves,
We'll all the charming Things repeat
That introduc'd our Loves.
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I'll pluck fresh Garlands for thy Brows,Sweet as a Zephyr's Breath,
As fair and well design'd as those
Th' Elysium Lovers-Wreath.
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And like those happy Lovers we,As careless and as blest,
Shall in each others Converse be
Of the whole world possest.
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Then pr'ythee, Phyllis, leave the Courts,And range the Fields with me;
Since I so many-harmless Sports
Can here procure for Thee.
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