Irish widow/Astræ's Smart

ASTRÆA'S SMART.

WHen wit and beauty meet in one,
that acts an amorous part;
What nymph its mighty power can ſhun
or 'ſcape a wounded heart?
Thoſe potent, wondrous potent charms,
where'er they bleſs a ſwain;
He need not ſleep with empty arms,
He need not sleep with empty arms,
nor dread ſevere Diſdain.

Atræa ſaw the ſhepherds bleed,
regardleſs of their pain;
Unmov'd ſhe heard their oaten reed,
they danc'd and ſung in vain;
At length Aminto did appear,
that miracle of man;
He pleas'd her eyes, and charm'd her ear,
He pleas'd her eyes, and charm'd her ear,
ſhe lov'd, and call's him Pan.

But he, as though deſign'd by fate,
revenger of the harms,
Which others ſuffer'd from their hate,
rifl'd and left their charms;
Then nymphs no longer keep in pain,
a plain well-meaning heart,
Leſt you ſhou'd join for ſuch diſdain,
Leſt you ſhou'd join for ſuch diſdain,
in poor Aſtraæa's ſmart.