On a Lady's Erasing the Picture of Bathsheba Bathing, represented in a Snuff-Box
I
When Cynthia saw Bathsheba 's Charms,
In wanton Colours drest,
Those Lips, those killing Eyes, those Arms,
I dare not name the Rest!
II.
The blushing envious, angry Maid
Observ'd with various Passions tost,
To ev'ry vulgar Eye betray'd,
Those Beauties, she alone could boast.
III.
A fatal Weapon forth she drew,
To check the curious Painter's Pride,
To veil those Charms, she only knew,
Those Beauties only she could hide.
IV.
'Tis well enamour'd, Damon cry'd,
E'en let the paltry Copy fall,
By You the Loss is well supply'd,
In you we find the Original .
When Cynthia saw Bathsheba 's Charms,
In wanton Colours drest,
Those Lips, those killing Eyes, those Arms,
I dare not name the Rest!
II.
The blushing envious, angry Maid
Observ'd with various Passions tost,
To ev'ry vulgar Eye betray'd,
Those Beauties, she alone could boast.
III.
A fatal Weapon forth she drew,
To check the curious Painter's Pride,
To veil those Charms, she only knew,
Those Beauties only she could hide.
IV.
'Tis well enamour'd, Damon cry'd,
E'en let the paltry Copy fall,
By You the Loss is well supply'd,
In you we find the Original .
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