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If all the bhtst'rtng Winds fhou'd swell the Seas,!
Nor intervening Gods their Rage appeases';! :j
Since bold Lsander bravi'd their, load Alarms, •
The Laght ex*kl# which led to Hero's Arms;
Wou'd you those showy* Arms around, me,cast,
F<1 bear themPall, and grasp my Treasure fast. .
Here, tho' luxuriant Vines oppress the Land,
And Rivers ebb and flow, when we command;
Tho' universal Nature seems to smile,
Scarce can I think I view my native Soil:
O'er S ythian Wilds, and Caucasus \ rove;
All, without you, must Rocks and Desarts prove.
Trees can enjoy their Loves;—an Elm theVine,^
These I behold in strict. Embraces twine; \

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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


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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.

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I came, and in the Brink my Foot I dipp'd;
Then to the Knee in dimpling Curls I flipp'd;
Nor cool'd, upon a Bough my Veil I hung:
An<k On the Bank my airy Garments flung,
Into the boundingTyde I naked leap;
And as I frisk'd and wanton'd in the Deep,
Amidst the bubbling Flood surpriz'd I hear
A hollow gurgling Noise, and struck with Fear
I lhriek'd, and rushing made the nearer side,
When rising from his Waves Atyheus cry'd,
Oh I whither, Arethusa! dost thou fly?
Whither! he Ihouted with an eager Cry.

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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

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