Defcend, thou bright, immortal guest, Thou once didft leave almighty Jove, IV. The birds difmifs'd (while you remain) 12 16 20 Then you, with looks divinely mild, In every heavenly feature fmil'd, And afk'd, what new complaints I made, 24 V. What frenzy in my bofom rag'd, Whom in my artful toils fecure? VI. Though now he shuns thy longing arms, Though now he freeze, he foon fhall burn, 28 32 ༨ B I. LESS'D as the immortal gods is he, The youth who fondly fits by thee, And hears and fees thee all the while Softly speak, and fweetly finile. II. ''Twas this depriv'd my foul of reft, And rais'd fuch tumults in my breaft; For while I gaz'd, in transport tofs'd, My breath was gone, my voice was lost. "My bofom glow'd; the fubtle flame Ran quickly through all my vital frame; O'er my dim eyes a darkness hung, My ears with hollow murmurs rung. IV. In dewy damps my limbs were chill'd, 40 -32 EPIS TL E S. To the Right Honourable Charles Lord Halifax, one of the Lords Juftices appointed by his Ma- 1 EPIGRAMS AND SHORT POEMS. On a Company of bad Dancers to good Music 371 In anfwer to the Queftion, What is Thought? ibid. 372 On Wit and Wisdom; a Fragment ibid. my Kinf 373 375 Epitaph written on the Monument of TRANSLATIONS. The First Olympionique of Pindar. To Hiero of 379 388 396 ibid. 397 The Third ditto. On Love An Hymn to Venus, from the Greek of Sappho, 398 A Fragment of Sappho 400 THE END OF A. PHILIPS'S POEMS. |