Transcription(contributor provided)
Leopards, tygers play,
Round her as she lay;
While the lion old,
Bow'd his mane of gold,
And her bosom lick,
And upon her neck,
From his eyes of flame,
Ruby tears there came;
While the lioneſs,
Loos'd her slender dreſs,
And naked they convey'd
To caves the sleeping maid.

Transcription(contributor provided)
The Little Girl Found
ALL the night in woe,
Lyca's parents go;
Over vallies deep
While the desarts weep.
Tired and woe begone,
Hoarse with making moan
Arm in arm seven days
They trac'd the desart ways.
Seven nights they sleep,
Among shadows deep,
And dream they see their child
Starv'd in desart wild
Pale thro pathleſs ways