Calm to peace thy lover's bosom—
Can it, dearest, must it be?
Thou within an hour shalt lose him,
He for ever loses thee!
Farewell Bessy!
WHERE is the nymph, whose azure eye
Can shine through rapture's tear ?
The sun is sunk, the moon is high,
And yet she comes not here!
Was that her footstep on the hill,
Her voice upon the gale?
No, 'twas the wind, and all is still,
Oh, Maid of Malivale!
Come to me, love, I've wander'd far,
"Tis past the promised hour,
Come to me, love, the twilight star
Shall guide thee to my bower.
WHY DOES AZURE DECK THE SKY?
WHY does azure deck the sky?
"Tis to be like thy looks of blue.
Why is red the rose's dye?
Because it is thy blushes' hue.
All that's fair, by love's decree,
Has been made resembling thee!
Why is falling snow so white,
But to be like thy bosom fair?
Why are solar beams so bright ?
That they may seem thy golden hair!
All that's bright, by love's decree,
Has been made resembling thee!
Why are Nature's beauties felt ?
Oh! 'tis thine in her we see!
Why has music power to melt ?
Oh! because it speaks like thee!
All that's sweet, by love's decree,
Has been made resembling thee!
SWEET SEDUCER! BLANDLY SMILING.
SWEET seducer! blandly smiling,
Charming still, and still beguiling!
Oft I swore to love thee never,
Yet I love thee more than ever.
Why that little wanton blushing,
Glancing eye, and bosom flushing?
Flushing warm, and wildly glancing,
All is lovely, all entrancing!
Turn away those lips of blisses—
I am poison'd by thy kisses!
Yet, again, ah! turn them to me:
Ruin's sweet when they undo me!
Oh! be less, be less enchanting;
Let some little grace be wanting;
Let my eyes, when I'm expiring,
Gaze awhile, without admiring!
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