Salmagundi (Huddesford, 1791)/Song
SONG.
To Chloe kind and Chloe fair,
With sparkling eye and flowing hair,
Tune the harp, and raise the song;
Such as to Beauty doth belong!
Let the strain be sweet and clear;
Such as through the listening ear,
In well-according harmony,
May with the 'tranced soul agree!
She is Pleasure's blooming Queen:
In the Morn more fresh her mien,
When awaken'd from repose,
Than the summer's dewy rose:
In the Ev'ning brighter far
Than the ocean-bathed star.
And when Night the friend of Love
Bids the silent hour improve,
To the ravish'd senses She
Gives joy, and bliss, and ecstasy.
With sparkling eye and flowing hair,
Tune the harp, and raise the song;
Such as to Beauty doth belong!
Let the strain be sweet and clear;
Such as through the listening ear,
In well-according harmony,
May with the 'tranced soul agree!
She is Pleasure's blooming Queen:
In the Morn more fresh her mien,
When awaken'd from repose,
Than the summer's dewy rose:
In the Ev'ning brighter far
Than the ocean-bathed star.
And when Night the friend of Love
Bids the silent hour improve,
To the ravish'd senses She
Gives joy, and bliss, and ecstasy.