I. WHILE @3Sol@1 with thee, dear Fountain, plays, O stay and listen to thy Praise! Then stealing soft with silver Flight, Outshine the polish'd Crystal's beamy Light. II. Yon' sunny Mountain's richest Wine, Shall mix his noble Juice with thine, Each Bowl shall with those Flow'rs be crown'd Whose Blossoms blow thy beauteous Banks around. III. The young Kid too that @3Flavia@1 loves, That harmless o'er her Grotto roves, That Kid which her fair Fingers feed, A spotless Victim to thy Stream shall bleed. IV. His budding Horns in Shoots appear, The Promises of Love and War, In vain! the Wanton's glowing Blood With purple Streaks shall marble all the Flood. V. Thy Coolness chears the wither'd Plain, And @3Sirius@1 burns the Field in vain; When Beasts in Moans, expressive, grieve, Thy frigid Waves the pining Herds relieve. VI. Lambs dance around thy bubbling Urn, And whiter from thy Flood return, There Birds their feathery Beauties see, And sing and dress their painted Plumes by Thee. VII. Look, how this Oak, itself a Grove, Lifts high his hundred Arms above; How thick the tufted Moss below, Thro' which thy prattling Waters fall and flow! VIII. O Nymphs, tho' I unequal sing, Yet thus adorn'd this humble Spring, With noblest Fountains ranks its Name, While You reign each a Naïad of the Stream. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE GUARDIAN OF THE RED DISK (SPOKEN BY A CITIZEN OF MALTA - 1300) by EMMA LAZARUS A PASTORAL DIALOGUE: SHEPHERD, NYMPH, CHORUS by THOMAS CAREW UPON HIS SPANIEL [SPANIELL] TRACIE by ROBERT HERRICK THE GIRL OF ALL PERIODS; AN IDYLL by COVENTRY KERSEY DIGHTON PATMORE |