On a Lady drinking the Bath-Waters. Philip Dormer Stanhope, 4th Earl of Chesterfield Alexander Huber Editor Bodleian Libraries, University of Oxford
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Oxford This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 3.0 Unported License. T131163 K104099.001 Dodsley, Robert, 1703-1764. A Collection of Poems in Six Volumes. By Several Hands. Vol. I. London printed by J. Hughs, for R. and J. Dodsley 1763 [1st ed. 1758] pp. 329-330. 6v.: music; 8⁰.

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On a Lady drinking the Bath-Waters . THE gushing streams impetuous flow , In haste to DELIA'S lips to go , With equal haste and equal heat , Who would not rush those lips to meet ? Bless'd envy'd streams , still greater bliss Attends your warm and liquid kiss . For from her lips your welcome tide Shall down her heaving bosom glide ; There fill each swelling globe of love , And touch that heart I ne'er could move . From hence in soft meanders stray , And find at last the blissful way Which thought may paint , tho' verse mayn't say . Too happy rival dwell not there To rack my heart with jealous care , But quit the blest abode , tho' loth , And quickly passing , ease us both .