Sylvia's Disaster
When Theseus Ariadne left
On Naxia's healthful Shoar,
Kind Bacchus soon the Nymph reliev'd,
And bid Her weep no more.
II.
But when Philaster, Sylvia left
On Hamma's flatt'ring Coast,
To Savage Beasts a trembling Prey,
III.
With hideous Cries, their Den's forsook,
They rang'd the Forest round;
And sable Night which then approach'd,
Encreas'd the dismal Sound,
IV.
Yet they, more humane far than he,
Are touch'd with Sylvia's Moan;
They dance, and howl, to charm her Grief,
And gently guard her Home.
V.
Ye Powers! what Alteration has
A few poor Ages made,
Since God-like Men our Wrongs redrest,
But now, alas! by them opprest,
We fly to Beasts for Aid.
On Naxia's healthful Shoar,
Kind Bacchus soon the Nymph reliev'd,
And bid Her weep no more.
II.
But when Philaster, Sylvia left
On Hamma's flatt'ring Coast,
To Savage Beasts a trembling Prey,
III.
With hideous Cries, their Den's forsook,
They rang'd the Forest round;
And sable Night which then approach'd,
Encreas'd the dismal Sound,
IV.
Yet they, more humane far than he,
Are touch'd with Sylvia's Moan;
They dance, and howl, to charm her Grief,
And gently guard her Home.
V.
Ye Powers! what Alteration has
A few poor Ages made,
Since God-like Men our Wrongs redrest,
But now, alas! by them opprest,
We fly to Beasts for Aid.
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