XI.
Now cease thy Sighs. She comes, (oh blessed Day!)
She comes, by all the Loves and Graces drest,
In proud Humility. See, Hymen play,
With Saffron Robe and Flame-embroider'd Vest,
(Such Colours, sikerly, suit Hymen best.)
And Cupid Catches rosy wafts of Air
To stretch the Sails and fan the Royal Guest.
Nor Chastity , meek-ey'd, is wanting there,
For She, and Modesty , sweet-blushing, guide the Steer.
XII.
Not Venus , Queen of Beauty and of Bliss
So goodly shone, when erst the Goddess sprung
From Ocean's sparkling Foam; sweet Nakedness!
A thousand Smiles and Loves upon her hung,
And all the Gods for Joy and wonder sung.
The Waves so proud the beamy Burthen bore
Exulting; She, around her, Odours flung,
And bade the Billows laugh and cease to roar;
They gladly Her obey, and gently kiss the Shore.
XIII.
So fair She looks, nay fairer, cou'd it be;
Did never mortal Man such Charms behold
In Bow'r or Hall. Spring waits upon her Eye;
Lo! Flora has her richest Stores out-roll'd
Of variable Flow'rs and blooming Gold.
The Meadows smile, the Birds renew their Love
And throw Themselves in Pairs the Young and Old;
All Nature glows where're her Glances move,
And Beauty paints each Field, and Musick fills each Grove.
XIV.
But Who is yon, each other Youth excelling
As much as orient Gold surmounteth Brass?
Sure Honour in his Visage chose her Dwelling,
And sacred Truth , Perdie, adorns his Face;
Such Goodlihead and Humbless never was.
Blest be the Sight! full well those looks I kenn,
Where Joyaunce sits and ever-smiling Grace;
Frederick! 'tis He! the first and best of Men,
Our dearling Prince to meet Augusta well-beseen.
XV.
And lo! what medled Passions in Him move,
He gazes — wonders — (great is Beauty's Pow'r!)
And, sweetly lost in Ecstasy and Love,
His Eyes her Whole, his Lips her Lips devour,
Which Venus had besprent with Nectar-Show'r.
Her slippery Charms allow his Eyes no Rest,
But thousand Arrows, nay ten thousand pour
Into his wounded and transported Breast;
Sure none like her is fair, sure none like him is blest!
Now cease thy Sighs. She comes, (oh blessed Day!)
She comes, by all the Loves and Graces drest,
In proud Humility. See, Hymen play,
With Saffron Robe and Flame-embroider'd Vest,
(Such Colours, sikerly, suit Hymen best.)
And Cupid Catches rosy wafts of Air
To stretch the Sails and fan the Royal Guest.
Nor Chastity , meek-ey'd, is wanting there,
For She, and Modesty , sweet-blushing, guide the Steer.
XII.
Not Venus , Queen of Beauty and of Bliss
So goodly shone, when erst the Goddess sprung
From Ocean's sparkling Foam; sweet Nakedness!
A thousand Smiles and Loves upon her hung,
And all the Gods for Joy and wonder sung.
The Waves so proud the beamy Burthen bore
Exulting; She, around her, Odours flung,
And bade the Billows laugh and cease to roar;
They gladly Her obey, and gently kiss the Shore.
XIII.
So fair She looks, nay fairer, cou'd it be;
Did never mortal Man such Charms behold
In Bow'r or Hall. Spring waits upon her Eye;
Lo! Flora has her richest Stores out-roll'd
Of variable Flow'rs and blooming Gold.
The Meadows smile, the Birds renew their Love
And throw Themselves in Pairs the Young and Old;
All Nature glows where're her Glances move,
And Beauty paints each Field, and Musick fills each Grove.
XIV.
But Who is yon, each other Youth excelling
As much as orient Gold surmounteth Brass?
Sure Honour in his Visage chose her Dwelling,
And sacred Truth , Perdie, adorns his Face;
Such Goodlihead and Humbless never was.
Blest be the Sight! full well those looks I kenn,
Where Joyaunce sits and ever-smiling Grace;
Frederick! 'tis He! the first and best of Men,
Our dearling Prince to meet Augusta well-beseen.
XV.
And lo! what medled Passions in Him move,
He gazes — wonders — (great is Beauty's Pow'r!)
And, sweetly lost in Ecstasy and Love,
His Eyes her Whole, his Lips her Lips devour,
Which Venus had besprent with Nectar-Show'r.
Her slippery Charms allow his Eyes no Rest,
But thousand Arrows, nay ten thousand pour
Into his wounded and transported Breast;
Sure none like her is fair, sure none like him is blest!
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