Sappho to Phaon, With a Present of Flowers
The following Pieces are Fragments of a celebrated Romance; and done into English at the Desire of a Lady of Quality, a great Admirer of French Gallantry.
S APPHO to P HAON ,
With a Present of Flowers .
O H ! View, with an impartial Sense,
These Emblems of wrong'd Innocence:
Their native Red, to Paleness turns,
And Odour's lost, while Sappho mourns.
May these poor Flowers find the Grace
To have on Phaon's Hearth a Place;
That in his softest, tend'rest Hours,
When ravish'd with his new Amours.
These faithful Plants may hap'ly prove,
The Monitors of injur'd Love:
And as you see their Forms decay,
So think my Life consumes away.
S APPHO to P HAON ,
With a Present of Flowers .
O H ! View, with an impartial Sense,
These Emblems of wrong'd Innocence:
Their native Red, to Paleness turns,
And Odour's lost, while Sappho mourns.
May these poor Flowers find the Grace
To have on Phaon's Hearth a Place;
That in his softest, tend'rest Hours,
When ravish'd with his new Amours.
These faithful Plants may hap'ly prove,
The Monitors of injur'd Love:
And as you see their Forms decay,
So think my Life consumes away.
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