Lines on a Paper by William Collins

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Lines on a Paper by William Collins

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Ye curious hands, that, hid from vulgar eyes By search profane shall find this hallow'd cake With virtue's awe forbear the sacred prize Nor dare a theft, for love and pity's sake! This precious relic, form'd by magic power Beneath her shepherd's haunted pillow laid Was meant by love to charm the silent hour The secret present of a matchless maid The Cyprian queen, at Hymen's fond request Each nice ingredient chosе with happiest art; Fears, sighs, and wishes of thе enamour'd breast And pains that please, are mix'd in every part With rosy hand the spicy fruit she brought From Paphian hills, and fair Cythera's isle; And temper'd sweet with these the melting thought The kiss ambrosial, and the yielding smile Ambiguous looks, that scorn and yet relent Denials mild, and firm unalter'd truth; Reluctant pride, and amorous faint consent And meeting ardours, and exulting youth Sleep, wayward God! hath sworn, while these remain With flattering dreams to dry his nightly tear And cheerful Hope, so oft invoked in vain With fairy songs shall soothe his pensive ear If, bound by vows to Friendship's gentle side And fond of soul, thou hop'st an equal grace If youth or maid thy joys and griefs divide O, much entreated, leave this fatal place! Sweet Peace, who long hath shunn'd my plaintive day Consents at length to bring me short delight Thy careless steps may scare her doves away And Grief with raven note usurp the night Translation:

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  • William Collins (Poet)