The birth and triumph of love A poem . thought his mad offence confeflTed;The gladdening fcene its fond attraction loft,And his diftraCled foul in floods of doubt was toft, F 2 But 36 THE BIRTH AND TRIUMPH OF LOVE. XVIII. But Beauty, fpite of inward woe, will pleafe,And calm the troubled fpirit. Mixed with painSuch gentle blifs Love felt, fuch foothing eafe,That his afpiring fancy once againBeat high with hopes his object to attain:When fudden crofs his path difporting flew,Or feemed to fly, along the verdant undefined form of fanguine fometimes feemed to court, fometimes to
The birth and triumph of love A poem . thought his mad offence confeflTed;The gladdening fcene its fond attraction loft,And his diftraCled foul in floods of doubt was toft, F 2 But 36 THE BIRTH AND TRIUMPH OF LOVE. XVIII. But Beauty, fpite of inward woe, will pleafe,And calm the troubled fpirit. Mixed with painSuch gentle blifs Love felt, fuch foothing eafe,That his afpiring fancy once againBeat high with hopes his object to attain:When fudden crofs his path difporting flew,Or feemed to fly, along the verdant undefined form of fanguine fometimes feemed to court, fometimes to fliun his view. XIX. Its tapering point now lightly fkimmed the ground,Half-hid beneatli the herbage; while aboveIts broad unequal furfacc, fmoqth and fliadowy wings dilplayed appeared to roveThro all the varied windings of the far remote a kindred form was equal power from place to place to move,Yet for the others near approach neer ftill in different lines and feparate orbits playing. As. MJEJBTS A MBAUT. THE BIRTH AND TRIUMPH OF LOVE. 37 XX. As when the Sportfman gay at early dawnThe untaught Pointer firft efTays to try,Heedlefs he fweeps the dew-drop from the lawn,And wakes the morn with loud unmeaning cry;But when, the Coveys haunt approaching nigh,The powerful fcent his nerve congenial feels,He flops—he fiands with foot extended high,The inllin^live impulfe oer his fenfes fteals,And all the inborn purpofe of his race reveals. XXI. Such, and fo fervid, was the glad furprizeOf Love, when firft the wandering Hearts he Inftin^l led he claimed them as his prize:Whereer they flitting moved he quick purlued;But ftill their fldttilh bounds his grafp now, when turning round to feize his Bow,He faw it fcattered in confufion firft lie learned Contrition true to know,To feel how great his lofs, how infinite his woe. Dejecfted 38 THE BIRTH AND TRIUMPH OF LOVE. XXII. Deje(?ted and forlorn to earth he bowed,C
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