To Miss — : On Her Giving the Author a Gold and Silk Net-work Purse
Tho' gold and silk their charms unite,
To make thy curious web delight,
In vain the vary'd work would shine,
If wrought by any hand but thine;
Thy hand, that knows the subtler art,
To weave those nets that catch the heart;
Spread out by me, the roving coin
Thy nets may catch, but not confine;
Nor can I hope, thy silken chain
The glitt'ring vagrants shall restrain.
Why, Sylvia , was it then decreed,
The heart, once caught, should ne'er be freed?
To make thy curious web delight,
In vain the vary'd work would shine,
If wrought by any hand but thine;
Thy hand, that knows the subtler art,
To weave those nets that catch the heart;
Spread out by me, the roving coin
Thy nets may catch, but not confine;
Nor can I hope, thy silken chain
The glitt'ring vagrants shall restrain.
Why, Sylvia , was it then decreed,
The heart, once caught, should ne'er be freed?
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