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If all the bhtst'rtng Winds fhou'd swell the Seas,!
! [Mine ?T
Why then, ye cruel Powers, am I divorc'd from) Absence, you swore, shou'd ne'er disturb our Joys, By me you swore, and by my Stars, your Eyes. Light as Autumnal Leaves are Female Vows, Shook and dispers'd with ev'ry Wind that blows!
If in your Heart I have the least Remains,
Or if my Passion may deserve your Pains, ...
Ohhaste away—Let your swift Chariot move,
As if 'twas born upon the Wings of Love; . H .
Then, as you pass, let Mountains Homage pay,
And bow their Tow'ring Heads to smooth your
A RET H USA,
horn the Fifth Book of Ovid'/ Metamorphoses.
CEres desires to know the wondrous Cause Why Arethusa now a Fountain flows.
[stood, The Streams their Murmurs hush'd and silent
Whose Goddess strait appear'd above the Flood j
And dry'd the Sea-green Tresses of her Head,
And told Athens' ancient Love, and faicff
A Nymph J was, and of ft? Achaian Train, That ne'er drew Bow, nor darted Spear in vain; None bent more eagerly the Toils to set, To chase the Boar, or pathless Woods to beat. And tho* no Toys, no Dress I made my Care, Tho' bold; yet was I still reputed Fair. Our Female Arts I scorn'd, preventing Praise, And simple, thought it ev'n a Crime to please.
One Day as from Stymphatus* Wood I came, Hot with the Chace, the Sun encreas'd my Flame; Unruffled in its Course a Flood I spy'd^' ">' So calm, so smooth, it scarcely seem'd to glide; So deep, and yet so clear, that ev'ry Stone,' With borrow'd Lustre, from the bottom stione: The pendent Banks with hoary Willows crown'd Diffus'd a sweet, refreshing Shade around.
I came, and in the Brink my Foot I dipp'd;
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Just as I was, without my Cloaths I fled; (Upon the other Bank my Cloaths were laid) The more did he with raging Passion burn, Naked he thought me fitter for his Turn i