If not a love, a ftrong defire 'Tis amazement more than love Which how eas❜ly I may do, Heav'n (as eas❜ly fcal'd) does know! Amoret! as sweet and good As the most delicious food, Life and gladness to the heart. That is mortal can sustain. Scarce can I to Heav'n excufe The devotion which I use For 't is not unlike the fame Which I thither ought to fend; So that if it could take end, T'would to Heav'n itfelf be due, Which, tho' not fo fierce a flame, Is longer like to be the fame. Then smile on me, and I will prove Wonder is fhorter-liv'd than love. AMORET! the Milky Way Fram'd of many nameless stars! The smooth stream where none can fay Amoret! my lovely Foc! Tell me where thy ftrength does lie? By that snowy neck alone, Or thy grace in motion feen, No fuch wonders could be done; ΤΟ 14 If not a love, a ftrong defire 'Tis amazement more than love Amoret! as fweet and good As the most delicious food, That is mortal can sustain. Y Scarce can I to Heav'n excufe The devotion which I use Unto that adored dame; is 30 ⚫ 35 40 45 T'would to Heav'n itself be due, Which, tho' not so fierce a flame, The ímile on me, and I will prove 39 XIV. TO PHYLLIS. PHYLLIS! why should we delay Phyllis! to this truth we owe On what fhepherds you have smil'd, |