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VERTUMNUS and POMONA. TRANSFORM’D, in female
shape, both old and lame, The god Vertumnus to Pomona came; But when the goddess all her store display'd, He, thus disguis'd, addrest the lift'ning maid.
Goddess, lovely and divine,
Guardian of each fruitful tree, A while thy darling joys decline,
And lend an ear to love and me :Blooming beauties shou'd be kind,
And take the blessing while they may;
And pasion cools, when charms decay.
Who never lov'd before ;
,I never will forfake you,
But love you ever-more:
The MAIDEN'S Consolation.
HAT garrs the foulish mayde complain,
That Willy proves a faithless loone ? E'en let him
gate amayne, Ye'as find still mear when he is gone.
He was a bonny, bonny lad, 'tis truc,
And foon a lass cou'd win;
And bate th' hukc, and bate th' hukc ag‘in.
To Lengtben Life.
As of old, a thousand good year,
And all without hurry or care?
But we, who have but span-long lives,
The thicker must lay on our pleasure, And since time will not stay, add the night to the day,
And thus we may lengthen the measure.
RAGRANT Flora, hafte, appear,
Goddess of the youthful year,
Hark! his am'rous breezes blow.
Thus on a fruitful hill, in the fair bloom of spring,
The tuneful Collinet his voice did raise ;
The vales re-murmur'd with his lays,
Love and pleafures gaily flowing,
Come, this charming season grace; Smile, ye fair, your joys bestowing, Spring and youth will foon be going,
Seize the blessings ere they pass.
The Parting of DELIA and DAMON.
Farewel each song that was diverting; Love tunes my pipe to mournful lays,
I sing of Delia and of Damon's parting.
Long had he lov'd, and long conceal'd
The dear tormenting plealing passion, Till Delia's mildness had prevaila
On him to fhew his inclination.
Just as the fair one seem'd to give
A patient ear to his love story, Damon must his lov'd Delia leave,
To go in quest of toilfome glory.
Half-spoken words hang on each tongue,
Their eyes refus'd their usual meeting; And fighs fupply'd their wonted song,
These charming sounds were chang’d to weeping.
Dear idol of my soul, adieu,
Cease to lament, but ne'er to love me;
Alas! who knows, when parted far
From Delia, but you may deceive her ; The thought destroys my heart with care,
Adieu, my dear; I fear, for ever!
If ever I forget my vows,
May then my guardian angel leave me; And, more to aggravate my woes,
Be you so good as to forgive me.
Infant Love Unfteady.
OVE, kindled in a breast too young, L
Is but a wand'ring fleeting passion; In riper years it grows more strong,
When reason seconds inclination.
Young Strephon did on Calia doat,
His tend'reft vows were all for her ; Yet foon his vows were all forgot,
When charming Flavia did appear.
So tender plants, by milder rays,
Are cherish'd and preserv'd 'till noon; But foon their fading bloom decays,
When thin'd on by a warmer sum.