Poems on Several Occasions (Broome)/Belinda at the Bath

BELINDA at the Bath.

While in these Fountains bright Belinda laves,
She adds new Virtues to the healing Waves;
Thus in Bethesda's Pool an Angel stood,
Bad the soft Waters heal, and blest the Flood;
But from her Eye such bright Destruction flies,
In vain they flow! for her, the Lover dies.

No more let Tagus boast, whose Beds unfold
A shining Treasure of all-conquering Gold!
No more the [1]Po! whose wandring Waters stray
In mazy Errours, thro' the starry Way;
Henceforth these Springs superiour Honours share,
There Venus laves, but my Belinda here.

  1. ———Eridanum cernes in parte locatum Coli.
    Tull. in Arateis. 
    Claud.Gurgite sidereo subterluit Oriona.