To a Well-Shap'd Lady, Who Met Him by Appointment
I.
'T WAS an unhappy happy Hour to me,
In which you met me, yet I saw you not;
That meeting you should my Misfortune be,
Before I met you I could ne'er have thought:
Prevent my seeing you a way more kind,
For let me see, and Love will make me blind!
II.
If you would have me give my Passion o'er,
To shew yourself, tho' out of Spight, consent;
Once let me see Thee, n'er to see Thee more,
Whate'er the Issue be, I'll be content.
If good thy Face, for Love I soon shall dye;
If bad, the first full Sight will satisfy.
'T WAS an unhappy happy Hour to me,
In which you met me, yet I saw you not;
That meeting you should my Misfortune be,
Before I met you I could ne'er have thought:
Prevent my seeing you a way more kind,
For let me see, and Love will make me blind!
II.
If you would have me give my Passion o'er,
To shew yourself, tho' out of Spight, consent;
Once let me see Thee, n'er to see Thee more,
Whate'er the Issue be, I'll be content.
If good thy Face, for Love I soon shall dye;
If bad, the first full Sight will satisfy.
Translation:
Language:
Reviews
No reviews yet.