Blessings greater none can have,

Art thou not Amynta's flave?
Cease fond mortal, to implore,

For Love, ev'n Love himself 's no more.

C

RUEL Amynta, can you fee
A heart thus torn, which you betray'd?

Love of himself ne'er vanquish'd me,

But through your eyes the conquest made.

11.

In ambush their the traitor lay,

Where I was led by faithless smiles:

No wretches are so lost as they,

Whom much security beguiles.

SEE,

I.

EE, fee, she wakes, Sabina wakes!
And now the fun begins to rife;

Less glorious is the morn that breaks

From his bright beams, than her fair eyes.

11.

With light united, day they give,

But different fates ere night fulfil :

How many by his warmth will live!

How many will her coldness kill!

Occafioned

Occafioned by a LADY's having writ VERSES in
Commendation of a POEM which was written in
Praise of another LADY.

ARD is

H
Of him, who dares in praise of beauty write;
For when to that high theme our thoughts afcend,
'Tis to detract, too poorly to commend.
And he, who, praifing beauty, does no wrong,
May boaft to be successful in his fong:

the task, and bold th' adventurous flight,

But when the fair themselves approve his lays,
And one excepts, and one vouchsafes to praise,
His wide ambition knows no farther bound,
Nor can his Muse with brighter fame be crown'd.

EPIGRAM.

Written after the Decease of Mrs. ARABELLA HUNT, under her Picture drawn playing on a

Lute.

W

ERE there on earth another voice like thine,
Another hand fo blest with skill divine!
The late afflicted world some hopes might have,
And Harmony retrieve thee from the grave.

SONG. S

N

I.

G.

DIOUS Selinda goes to prayers,

If I but afk the favour;

And yet the tender fool's in tears,
When the believes I'll leave her.

II.

Would I were free from this restraint,
Or elfe had hopes to win her!

Would she could make of me a faint,
Or I of her a finner!

O Harmony, to thee we fing,

To thee the grateful tribute bring
Of facred verfe, and sweet refounding lays;
Thy aid invoking while thy Power we praise.

All hail to thee,

All powerful Harmony!

i

Wife Nature owns thy undisputed sway,
Her wondrous works resigning to thy care :
The planetary orbs thy rule obey,

And tuneful roll, unerring in their way,

Thy voice informing each melodious sphere.

CHORUS.

All hail to thee,

All-powerful Harmony!

11.

Thy voice, O Harmony, with awful found
Could penetrate th' abyss profound,
Explore the realms of ancient night,
And fearch the living fource of unborn light.
Confufion heard thy voice, and fled,
And Chaos deeper plung'd his vanquish'd head.
Then didit thou, Harmony, give birth
To this fair form of heaven and earth;
Then all those shining worlds above
In mystic dance began to move
Around the radiant sphere of central fire,
A never-ceasing, never-filent choir.

CHORUS.

Confufion heard thy voice, and fled,
And Chaos deeper plung'd his vanquish'd head.

111.

Thou only, goddess, first could'st tell
The mighty charms in numbers found;
And didst to heavenly minds reveal

The fecret force of tuneful found.

When

When first Cyllenius form'd the lyre,
Thou didst the god inspire;

When first the vocal shell he strung,
To which the Muses sung:

Then first the Muses sung; melodious strains Apollo

play'd,

And Music first began by thy auspicious aid.
Hark, hark! again Urania fings!
Again Apollo strikes the trembling strings!
And fee, the liftening deities around
Attend infatiate, and devour the found.

CHORUS.

Hark, hark, again Urania sings!

Again Apollo fstrikes the trembling strings!
And fee, the listening deities around

Attend infatiate, and devour the found.

1V.

Defcend, Urania, heavenly fair!
To the relief of this afflicted world repair;
See how, with various woes oppreft,
The wretched race of men is worn;
Confum'd with cares, with doubts distrest,
Or by conflicting passions torn.

Reason in vain employs her aid,

The furious will on fancy waits ; While reason still by hopes or fears betray'd, Too late advances, or too foon retreats. Music alone with fudden charms can bind

The wandering sense, and calm the troubled mind.

CHO