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Soon to his heart the refluent fpirits came,
And thus breath'd forth the brightnefs of his flame-
Now fpringing verdure decks the plains,
And love o'er youthful nature reigns ;
In thy dear breaft ibft pailions rife,
And flied new foftnefs o'er thy eyes.
Improve, fweet maid, the fmiling hour,
Yield to Hymen's gentle power ;
So mail the world my Sylvia find
Strictly good, and fondly kind.
O'Tis Elyfium all ! in beauty dreft,
To fancy's eye my Celia flood cotifefl: ;
Her glance fpake ecftaly, No more, (he cries,
No more my love fhall weep and wafte in fighs;
Be chearful, Thyrfis, and again adorn
With lively mirth thy foul for my return ;
And then embrac'd me, O 'twas heaven to hear**!
Starting, I wake, and find ho Celia there.
To my lips than nectar fweeter,
Wherefoe,'er I turn my eyes,
Only thee I view, dear creature,
Ev'ry other object dies.
Still thy charming form is playing,
Whether foft reclin'd by flreams,
Or through mining crouds I'm flxaying*
When dinolv'd in fleeting dreams.
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Hen I was a maiden of twenty,
And my charms and my lovers were plenty