An
ODE
.
I.
AH
cease
to
grieve
,
fond
fluttering
Heart
,
Thy
charming
Conqueror
returns
;
Hence
every
Doubt
each
Fear
depart
,
The
Youth
with
equal
Passion
burns
.
II
.
Haste
,
gentle
Winds
,
and
waft
him
here
,
Nor
long
my
lov'd
Philander
keep
;
Grant
,
Queen
of
Love
,
a
Lover's
Prayer
,
Sooth
into
Smiles
thy
native
Deep
.
III
.
While
I
thy
gentle
Power
address
,
View
the
dear
Object
of
my
Care
;
View
him
,
bright
Goddess
,
and
confess
A
lovelier
Adonis
there
.
IV
.
Then
can
my
Vows
be
fruitless
paid
,
When
in
that
love-inspiring
Form
;
Those
melting
Graces
are
display'd
,
Which
your
celestial
Breast
cou'd
warm
.
V.
Come
then
,
my
Soul's
Enslaver
,
come
,
To
these
fond
Eyes
their
Bliss
restore
;
Be
these
encircling
Arms
thy
Home
,
And
fate
shall
never
part
us
more
.