Were I less fair I might have been more bleft: 170 I wou'd, and yet I doubt, 'twixt Love and fear; One draws me from you, and one brings me near. Our flames are mutual, and my Husband's gone, 176 The nights are long; I fear to lie alone: One house contains us, and weak walls divide, And you're too preffing to be long denied: 180 Let me not live, but every thing conspires (ploy, Our Sex can fuffer what we dare not give. 185 What have I faid! for both of us 'twere best, Our kindling fire if each of us fuppreft. The faith of Strangers is too prone to change, And like themselves, their wandring paffions range. Hypfipyle, and the fond Minoian Maid, 190 Were both by trufting of their Guests betray'd. How can I doubt that other men deceive, When you your felf did fair OEnone leave? Your weary Trojans wait but for a wind. 195 Shou'd Shou'd you prevail, while I affign the night 200 205 270 And what dishonour leave in Greece behind? 220 I may like her believe and be undone. 225 Plain honeft hearts, like mine, fufpect no cheat; And Love contributes to its own deceit. The Ships about whofe fides loud tempefts roar, D 3 Your Your teeming Mother dreamt a flaming brand 239 Sprung from her womb confum'd the Trojan Land. To fecond this, old Prophecies confpire, That Ilium fhall be burnt with Grecian fire: Both give me fear; nor is it much allay'd, For they who loft their caufe, revenge will take, 235 Nor can I doubt, but fhou'd I follow you, Those limbs were fashion'd for another fight...245 A fweeter quarrel fhou'd your arms imploy... But time and you, may bolder thoughts infpire; You laft demand a private conference, 251 These are your words, but I can guess your fenfe. For now my Pen has tir'd my tender hand: Part ક sec Part of the ftory of ORPHEUS, being a tranflation out of the fourth Book of VIRGIL'S GEORGIC. Trhetjurd calls judgments Is not for nothing when just Heav'n does frown; Whose spouse, avoiding to become thy prey, For fuch a lofs he fought no vain relief, Vifits the ghofts, and to that King repairsde; 19 15 20 Whofe heart's in flexible to humane prayers. D 4 And 25 And fons entomb'd before their parents face; And all that filth which standing water breeds. 30 And the fierce Dog his three-mouth'd voice reftráin'd. 35 When fafe return'd, and all thefe dangers paft, His Wife reftor'd to breathe fresh air at last; Following, (for fo Proferpina was pleas'd) A fudden rage th' unwary Lover feiz'd: He as the firft bright glimpse of daylight shin'd, Could not refrain to caft one look behind; A fault of Love! could hell compaffion find. A dreadfull found thrice fhook the Stygian coaft, 40 His hopes quite fled, and all his labour loft! Why haft thou thus undone thy felf and me? What rage is this? oh, I am fnatch'd from thee! She faintly cry'd, night, and the powers of hell Surround my fight; oh Orpheus! oh fare well! My hands ftretch forth to reach thee as before But all in vain, for lam thine no more; No more allow'd to view thy face, orday Then from his eyes, like fmoak, fhe fleets away. Much he would fain have spoke, but Fate, alas! Would ne'er again consent to let him pass. 51 Thus twice undone, what courfe remain'd to take, To gain her back, already pafs'd the lake? What tears, what patience, could procure him ease? Orah! what vows the angry Powers appease? 55 45 |