VERTUMNUS and POMONA. TRANS RANSFORM'D, in female shape, both old and lame, But when the goddess all her store display'd, Goddess, lovely and divine, Guardian of each fruitful tree, A while thy darling joys decline, And lend an ear to love and me: And take the bleffing while they may 3 While he appear'd thus odious in her eyes, While on the youthful fwain fhe fondly gaz'd, Successful happy charmer, 'Tis you alone can warm her, Who never lov'd before; Be bleft as I can make I never will forfake you, you, But love you ever-more: The The MAIDEN's Confolation. WHA HAT garrs the foulifh mayde complain, E'en let him gang his gate amayne, He was a bonny, bonny lad, 'tis true, But fen he's gone, e'en let him gang, To Lengthen Life. OU'D a man be fecure, that life wou'd indure, COU'D As of old, a thousand good year, What arts might he know, what acts might he do, And all without hurry or care? But we, who have but fpan-long lives, The thicker must lay on our pleasure, And fince time will not stay, add the night to the day, And thus we may lengthen the measure. The The SPRING FRAGRANT Flora, haße, appear, Goddefs of the youthful year, Zephyr gently courts thee now: On thy bed of roses playing, All thy breathing sweets difplaying, Hark! his am'rous breezes blow. Thus on a fruitful hill, in the fair bloom of spring, The vales re-murmur'd with his lays, And lift'ning birds hung hov'ring on the wing; Love and pleafares gaily flowing, Come, this charming feafon grace; Smile, ye fair, your joys bestowing, Spring and youth will foon be going, Seize the bleffings ere they pass. The The Parting of DELIA and DAMON. DIEU, ye pleasant fports and plays, A° Farewel each fong that was diverting; Long had he lov'd, and long conceal'd On him to fhew his inclination. Just as the fair one seem'd to give Half-fpoken words hang on each tongue, These charming founds were chang'd to weeping. Dear idol of my foul, adieu, Cease to lament, but ne'er to love me; Alas! Alas! who knows, when parted far If ever I forget my vows, May then my guardian angel leave me; L Infant Love Unfteady. OVE, kindled in a breast too young, Young Strephon did on Cœlia doat, So tender plants, by milder rays, Are cherish'd and preferv'd 'till noon; But foon their fading bloom decays, When fhin'd on by a warmer fun. The |