On the Death of the Right Honourable the Lady Dorothy Saville, Daughter to the late Marquess of HALLIFAX L AMENT ye Nymphs, be fad ye Swains, Your pleasing Lays give o'ers an oris "pr 2112 For FLORA has forfook the Plains And is, alas! no more. II. No more her Voice will charm the Woods, Nor Ecchoing Lawns invite The Sea-green Goddefs from the Floods, Where once he took Delight. III. Sweet PHILOMEL fhall chant her Tale, While we her Beir bedew; Tho' Tears can ne'er o'er Death prevail, Nor Sighs her Breath renew. The IV. The Grief-tun'd Red-Breaft fills his Throat, Where Notes of Sorrow flow, And fobbing fwells his Feather'd Coat In Sympathetick Woe. V. No purling Stream fhall murmur Love VI. The well-fed Herd, and bleating Lambs Shall now unheeded feed, And Fawns likewife forfake their Dams, As STREPHON has his Reed. VII. The Damask Rofe will lofe its Scent, t The Lillies change their Hew; Since now lie pale, and dead her Cheeks From whence their Life they drew. Come VHI. Come ev'ry Nymph and ev'ry Swain, Let each a Garland make Of Myrtle Tew, and Ever-green, An Answer to SY L V IA, in Imitation of the foregoing PO E M. C By a GENTLEMAN. I... AN Nymphs lament, or Swains be fad, And pleafing Lays give o'er, While STLVIA trips it o'er the Glade, And fhews her Beauty's Store?" II. Tho' FLORA's Voice charm not the Woods, Yet STLVIA's may invite The Seagreen Goddefs from the Floods, Where once he took Delight. Let III Let Philomel chant FLORAs Tale While STLVIA we purfue, not of get Tears may we hope oer her prevail (I dono Mokkin And Sighs our Lives renew. w audi evitabl Each Red-breaft fwells his feather'd Coat, But hence proceeds their Woe, Rival'd by SILVIA's Sweefer Note, asi mokr VXI Each Stream and Spring must useless prove, To please fond STREPHON's Ears What else can his Attention move When SILVIA's Voice he hears: VI. The well-fed Herd, and bleating Lambs Muft now unheeded feed ; STREPHON his Pipe, and Fawns their Dams Muft leave for STLVIA's Reed. VIIJI In STVLIA's fweeter Breath indeed The Rofe its Scent muft lofe, 'N FOR OPINI For which each Day its fading Red In Blushes it renews. VIII The Lillies then must change their Hue When STLVIȚA shall appear; And when her whiter Skin they view, Grow pale with envying hér. IXV Then cull ye Nymphs your choiceft Flow'rs, Like thofe in STLVIA's Face; Of all their Laurels ftrip your Bow'rs ANA |