VERSES to CAMILLA. Robert Craggs Nugent, Earl Nugent 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 K104099.002 Dodsley, Robert, 1703-1764. A Collection of Poems in Six Volumes. By Several Hands. Vol. II. London printed by J. Hughs, for R. and J. Dodsley 1763 [1st ed. 1758] pp. 228-230. 6v.: music; 8⁰.

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VERSES to CAMILLA . By the Same . WEARY'D with indolent repose , A life unmix'd with joys or woes ; Where all the lazy moments crept , And ev'ry passion sluggish slept ; I wish'd for love's inspiring pains , To rouze the loiterer in my veins . Th' officious power my call attends , He who uncall'd his succour lends ; And with a smile of wanton spite , He gave Camilla to my sight . Her eyes their willing captive seize , Her look , her air , her manner please ; New beauties please , unseen before , Or seen , in her they please me more ; And soon , too soon , alas ! I find The virtues of a nobler kind . Now cheerful springs the morning ray , Now cheerful sinks the closing day ; For every morn with her I walk'd , And every eve with her I talk'd ; With her I lik'd the vernal bloom , With her I lik'd the crowded room ; From her at night I went with pain , And long'd for morn to meet again . How quick the smiling moments pass , Thro' varying fancy's mimick glass ! While the gay seene is painted o'er , Where all was one wide blank before : And sweetly sooth'd th' inchanting dream , Till love inspir'd a bolder scheme . Camilla , stung with grief and shame , Now marks , and shuns the guilty flame ; Fierce anger lighten'd in her face , Then cold reserve assum'd its place : And soon , the wretch's hardest fate , Contempt succeeds declining hate , No more my presence now she flies , She sees me with unheeding eyes ; Sees me with various passion burn , Enrag'd depart , submiss return ; Return with flattering hopes to find Soft pity move her gentle mind . But ah ! her looks were still the same , Unmark'd I went , unmark'd I came ; Unmark'd were all my hopes and fears , While Strephon whispers in her ears . O Jealousy ! distracting guest ! Fly to some happy lover's breast ; Fitly with joy thou minglest care , But why inhabit with despair ?