When Chloris to the temple comes, She can restore the dead from tombs, To be the victim of mankind. SONG. [In "Tyrannic Love."] Ан, how sweet it is to love! Sighs which are from lovers blown Love and Time with reverence use! Love, like spring-tides full and high, 'Tis but rain, and runs not clear. SIR CHARLES SEDLEY, Born about 1639, died 1708. INDIFFERENCE EXCUSED. LOVE, when 'tis true, needs not the aid Of sigh, nor oaths, to make it known: And, to convince the cruell'st maid, Lovers should use their love alone. Into their very looks 'twill steal, And he that most would hide his flame Does in that case his pain reveal : Silence itself can love proclaim. This, my Aurelia, made me shun Not in their heart, but in their head. I could not sigh, and with cross'd arms But careless lov'd, and without art, Knowing my love you must have spied; And thinking it a foolish part To set to show what none can hide. "HEARS not my Phillis how the birds Their feather'd mates salute ? They tell their passion in their words ;— Must I alone be mute?" Phillis, without frown or smile, Sat and knotted all the while. "The god of Love in thy bright eyes Does like a tyrant reign; But in my heart a child he lies, Sat and knotted all the while. "So many months in silence past, And yet in raging love, Might well deserve one word at last My passion should approve." Phillis, without frown or smile, Sat and knotted all the while. "Must then your faithful swain expire, And not one look obtain, Which he, to soothe his fond desire, Might pleasingly explain?" Phillis, without frown or smile, CHARLES MORDAUNT, EARL OF PETERBOROUGH, Born 1658, died 1735. In the following lines, addressed to Mrs. HOWARD, afterwards COUNTESS OF SUFFOLK, it is likely that his Lordship was assisted by GAY. I SAID to my heart, between sleeping and waking, Thus accused, the wild thing gave this sober reply :"See, the heart without motion, though Celia pass by! Not the beauty she has, not the wit that she borrows, Give the eye any joys, or the heart any sorrows. "When our Sappho appears-she, whose wit so refined I am forced to applaud with the rest of mankind- "Prudentia as vainly would put in her claim, "But Chloe so lively, so easy, so fair, Her wit so genteel, without art, without care, O wonderful creature! a woman of reason! MATTHEW PRIOR, Born 1664, died 1721. THE DISSEMBLERS. THE merchant, to secure his treasure, |