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BEAUTY AND RIGOUR.
THE nymph that undoes me is fair and unkind,
No less than a wonder by nature designed;
She's the grief of my heart, and the joy of my eye,
And the cause of a flame that never can die.
And the cause, &c.
Her mouth, from whence wit still obligingly flows,
Has the beautiful blush, and the smell of the rose:
Love and destiny both attend on her will,
She wounds with a look, with a frown she can kill.
The desperate lover can hope no redress,
Where Beauty and Rigour are both in excess;
In Silvia they meet, so unhappy am I,
Who sees her must love, who loves her must die.
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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