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The Transport.
Rejoyce, my new-made happy Soul, rejoyce!
Bless the dear Minute, bless the heav'nly Voice,
That kindly has revok'd thy fatal Doom;
Rejoyce, Aminta leads thee from thy Tomb!
Banish the anxious Thoughts of dying Flow'rs,
Forget the Shades and melancholly Bow'rs,
Thy Eyes so oft bedew'd with falling Show'rs.
Banish all Thoughts that do remain
Of sighing Days, and Nights of Pain,
When on neglected Beds of Moss thou'st lain.
O happy Youth! Aminta bids thee live;
Thank not the sullen Gods, nor deafer Stars,
Since from her Hand thou do'st the Prize receive;
Her's be the Service, as the Bounty her's.
Bless the dear Minute, bless the heav'nly Voice,
That kindly has revok'd thy fatal Doom;
Rejoyce, Aminta leads thee from thy Tomb!
Banish the anxious Thoughts of dying Flow'rs,
Forget the Shades and melancholly Bow'rs,
Thy Eyes so oft bedew'd with falling Show'rs.
Banish all Thoughts that do remain
Of sighing Days, and Nights of Pain,
When on neglected Beds of Moss thou'st lain.
O happy Youth! Aminta bids thee live;
Thank not the sullen Gods, nor deafer Stars,
Since from her Hand thou do'st the Prize receive;
Her's be the Service, as the Bounty her's.
Now, Lysidas, behold my happy State;
Behold me bless'd, behold me fortunate;
And from the Depth of languishing Despair,
Rais'd to the Glory of Aminta's Care.
Thus did one Moment of transporting Joy,
All sad Remembrance of pass'd Griefs destroy.
Behold me bless'd, behold me fortunate;
And from the Depth of languishing Despair,
Rais'd to the Glory of Aminta's Care.
Thus did one Moment of transporting Joy,
All sad Remembrance of pass'd Griefs destroy.
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Kind Pity ceas'd not here, but with new Eloquence
Led on the easy Maid to visit Confidence.
Led on the easy Maid to visit Confidence.
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