In the wild air, when thou hast roll’d about,
And, like a blasting planet, found her out;
Stoop, mount, pass by to take her eye–then glare
Like to a dreadful comet in the air:
Next, when thou dost perceive her fixed sight
For thy revenge to be most opposite,
Then, like a globe, or ball of wild-fire, fly,
And break thyself in shivers on her eye!
–I shall, ere long, with green turfs cover’d be;Then sure thou’lt like, or thou wilt envy, me.
But forwith bade my Julia showA bud in either cheek.
A lawn about the shoulders thrownInto a fine distraction;An erring lace, which here and thereEnthrals the crimson stomacher;A cuff neglectful, and therebyRibbons to flow confusedly;A winning wave, deserving note,In the tempestuous petticoat;A careless shoe-string, in whose tieI see a wild civility;–Do more bewitch me, than when artIs too precise in every part.
Shall we, thy guests,Meet at those lyric feasts,Made at the Sun,The Dog, the Triple Tun;Where we such clusters had,As made us nobly wild, not mad?And yet each verse of thineOut-did the meat, out-did the frolic wine.My Ben!Or come again,Or send to usThy wit’s great overplus;But teach us yetWisely to husband it,Lest we that talent spend;And…
A little out, and then,As if they played at Bo-peep,Did soon draw in again.
DESUNT NONNULLA–Come then, and like two doves with silvery wings,Let our souls fly to th’ shades, wherever springsSit smiling in the meads; where balm and oil,Roses and cassia, crown the untill’d soil;Where no disease reigns, or infection comesTo blast the air, but amber-gris and gums.This, that, and ev’ry thicket doth transpireMore sweet than storax from…
