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OF S O N Q & i^5
KInu relief in all my pain,
Jolly Bacchus !. hear my. pray 'r>
Vengeance on th' ungrateful fair ;
In thy fmiling cordial bowl,
Drown the forrows of. my ibul ;
All thy deity employ,
Gild each gloomy thought with joy*
Jolly Bacchus I fave, oh ! fave.
From the deep, devouring grave,
A poor, defpairing, dying twain,
Hafte away,
Haite away,
Lam thy tygers, do not flay,
I'm undone if thou delay.
If I view tfrofe eyes once more,
Still mail love, and itill adore,
And be more wretched, than before,
See the glory round hex face I
See her move !
With what a grace !
Ye gods above ! 4
Is me not one of your immortal race. I
Fly, ye winged Cupids, fly,
Dart like light'ning through the fky«
Would ye in marble temples dwell,
The dear one to my arms compel ;
Bring her in bands of myrtle ty'd,
Bid her forget, and bid her hide
All her fcorn, and all her pride,
Would ye that your Have repay
A fmoking hecatomb each day ;
O reftore
The beauteous goddefs I adore !