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Ye woods and wilds, serene and blest retreats, Atone the lovers' and the muses' seats; To you I fly, to you, ye sacred groves, To tell my wond'rous tales of wond'rous loves. Thee, Delia, thee shall ev'ry shepherd sing, With thy dear name the neighb'ring woods shall ring; No name but thine shall on their barks be found, With none but thine shall echoing hills resound. My verse thy matchless beauties shall proclaim, Till thine outrivals Sacharissa's fame; My verse shall make thee live while wood my poem found, Such moving tenderness, the world shall see, Love could have been describ'd by none but me. Let Dryden from his works with justice claim Immortal praise! I from my sacred flame Draw all my glory, challenge all my fame. Believe me, Delia, lovers have their wars, And Cupid has his camp as well as Mars. That age which suits a soldier best, will prove The fittest for the sharp fatigues of love; None but young men the toils of war can bear, None but young men can serve and please the
Admiration Thee, Delia, all that see thee must admire, And mankind in its own despite desire. As a blind man, restor'd to sudden sight, Starts in amaze at the first flash of light, So was I struck, such sudden wonder knew, When my eyes dazzl'd with the sight of you. I saw whatever could inflame desire, Parch up the veins, and set the blood on fire; From ev'ry charm the pointed lightning came, And fast as they dispers'd, I caught the flame; Like stars your glittering eyes were seen to shine, And roll with motions that are all divine, Where majesty and softness mingled meet, And shew a soul at once sublime and sweet; I gaz'd; and, as I gaz'd, from ev'ry view New wonders I descried, new passions drew. Nor were the charms less pow'rful of your tongue, My ravished soul on ev'ry accent hung, Glow'd when you spoke, and melted when you sung. Those lips unopen'd cannot fail to move, But silently are eloquent in love; That face and neck, those shoulders, hands, and arms, Each limb, each featur
Pygmalion How thou art envied let Pygmalion prove, Who by a miracle obtained his love; Who, living in an age when women led The lewdest lives, all shame and honour fled, For a long time declin'd the nuptial bed; He saw them all debauch'd with monstrous crimes; No virtuous maid, no Delia bless'd the times. Had she liv'd then, his skill had ne'er been shown, Nor the strange miracle that crown'd it, known. There had lie fix'd, not form'd, his fancied maid, Nor fondly been by his own art betray'd. The nymph in polish'd iv'ry glitter'd bright; So smooth, she seem'd too slippery for his sight. So curious was her shape, so just her frame, So quick her eyes appear'd, so full of flame, They would have roll'd if not restrained by shame. From his strange art the statue had received Such lively strokes, one would have thought it liv'd; E'en he himself could hardly, hardly know, But doubted long, whether it liv'd or no. Yet from her, as she was, he gather'd fires, And fierce and boundless were hi
P. Ovidius Naso, Art of Love, Remedy of Love, Art of Beauty, Court of Love, History of Love, Amours (ed. various), Elegy IX: Upon the Death of Tibullus. By Stepney. (search)
d'ring beasts, not death's more cruel will. Linus' sad strings on the dumb lute do lie. In silence forc'd to let their master die. His mother weeping does his eyelids close, And on his urn, tears, her last gift, bestows. His sister too, with hair dishevell'd, bears Part of her mother's nature, and her tears. With those, two fair, two mournful rivals come, And add a greater triumph to his tomb: Both hug his urn, both his lov'd ashes kiss, And both contend which reap'd the greater bliss. Thus Delia spoke (when sighs no more could last) Renewing by remembrance pleasures past; "When youth with vigour did for joy combine, I was Tibullus' life, Tibullus mine; 1 entertained his hot, his first desire, And kept alive, till age, his active fire." To her then Nemesis (when groans gave leave) "As I alone was lov'd, alone I'll grieve; Spare your vain tears, Tibullus' heart was mine, About my neck his dying arms did twine: I snatch'd his soul, which true to me did prove; Age ended yours, death onl