LOVELY DAMON.
LOvely Damon, when thou’rt near me,
straight my vital spirits fly;
Nothing but thy smiles can cheer me,
turn, O turn thy (illegible text)illing eye.
Hide, O hide those blooming graces,
that thy lovely face adorn,
Who could shun thy sweet embraces,
when thou'rt blushing like the morn.
Lovely Damon, do not teaze me,
with a sigh I cannot bear:
Dearest Damon, if you'd ease me,
never on the plain appear.
Desist, dear youth, nor strive to gain
a heart, which is not mine to give:
Cease, O cease to give such pain;
shun my fight and let me live.
Printed by J. and M. Robertson, Saltmarket, 1802.
This work was published before January 1, 1929, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.
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