SONG XCIX. SURPRISING, lovely fair! Who with Chloe can compare? Sure she's form'd for beauty's queen, Can view her nigh, Too exquisite for human sight to fee: Nor for me e'er defign'd, Yet I love, I love, I love, The charming she. WHEN SONG C. THEN bright Aurelia tript the plain, The looks of every jolly swain, Their sports were innocent and gay, They'd fing and dance, and pipe and play, The ambitious ftrife she did admire, Till Phaon's tuneful voice and lyre, Her foul to generous love. Their wonted sports the reft declin'd, Their arts prov'd all in vain ; Aurelia's conftant now they find, The more they languish and repin'd, The more she loves the fwain. O, SONG CIII. Go, 80, 80, 80, falfest of thy fex, be gone, Leave, leave, ah leave me, leave me to myfelf alone! Why would you strive by fond pretence, Thus to destroy my innocence ? Go, go, &c.leave, leave, &c. Young Celia, you too late betray'd, She that believes man when he swears, SONG CIV. BELINDA, with affected mien, Tries all the power of art; Yet finds her efforts all in vain, To gain a single heart : Belinda's haughty air destroys Belinda may our pity move; SONG CV. ΟΝ Na bank of flowers, Inviting and undrefs'd, In her bloom of youth, Fair Celia lay, With love and fleep opprefs'd; When a youthful swain, Wish'd that he durft The sweet maid surprise ; As he gaz'd, A gentle zephyr arose, That fann'd her robes aside : And the fleeping nymph Did the charms disclose, Which waking she would hide: With a fa, la, la, la, &c. All amaz'd he stood, And the gods defir'd, When with hopes grown bold, He advanc'd amain; But fhe laugh'd loud In a dream, and again, With a fa, la, la, la, &c. Repell'd the timorous swain. Yet the amorous youth, Her glowing bofom prefs'd: With a fa, la, la, la, &c. Now, now repenting, Himself he thus accus'd, What a dull and a stupid That fuch a chance abus'd? Asleep betray'd, With a fa, la, la, la, &c. And let her go a maid. |