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Swift on the Wings of eager Love I fly,
Or send my Soul still swifter in a Sigh!
I'd then inform you, of your Cælia's Cares,
And try the Eloquence of female Tears;
Fearless I'd pass where Desolation reigns,
Tread the wild Waste, or burning Lybian Plains:
Or where the North his furious Pinions tries,
And howling Hurricanes embroil the Skies!
Should all the Monsters in Getulia bred,
Oppose the Passage of a tender Maid,
Dauntless, if Damon calls, his Cælia speeds
Thro' all the Monsters that Getulia breeds!
Bold was Bonduca, and her Arrows flew
Swift and unerring from the twanging Yew:
By Love inspir'd, I'll teach the Shaft to fly,
For thee I'd conquer, or at least would die!
If o'er the dreary Caucasus you go,
Or Mountains crown'd with everlasting Snow,
Or send my Soul still swifter in a Sigh!
I'd then inform you, of your Cælia's Cares,
And try the Eloquence of female Tears;
Fearless I'd pass where Desolation reigns,
Tread the wild Waste, or burning Lybian Plains:
Or where the North his furious Pinions tries,
And howling Hurricanes embroil the Skies!
Should all the Monsters in Getulia bred,
Oppose the Passage of a tender Maid,
Dauntless, if Damon calls, his Cælia speeds
Thro' all the Monsters that Getulia breeds!
Bold was Bonduca, and her Arrows flew
Swift and unerring from the twanging Yew:
By Love inspir'd, I'll teach the Shaft to fly,
For thee I'd conquer, or at least would die!
If o'er the dreary Caucasus you go,
Or Mountains crown'd with everlasting Snow,
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