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AMYNTAS.
Too strongly irritated to lie still,
It will break forth, and loudly tell the world
What fermentation often works the soul,
When it pretends to smile, and be composed.
Sylvia relaxed at length from violence;
And the storm ended in a shower of tears,
Which on her lover's face the fair-one shed.
Precious and salutary were the tears;
They flowed from love; and by it's magick influence,
They hastened the recovery of Amyntas.
Opening his eyes, he fetched a heavy sigh;
The heavy sigh, issuing from pain and languor,
Was by his Sylvia's balmy mouth received;
Her breath impregnated, and sent it back
Fraught with the cheering seeds of life, and joy.
And now his heart beats with it's usual vigour;
And now his eye resumes it's former lustre.
But can the most enthusiastick poet
Describe their bliss in that transporting moment?
It will break forth, and loudly tell the world
What fermentation often works the soul,
When it pretends to smile, and be composed.
Sylvia relaxed at length from violence;
And the storm ended in a shower of tears,
Which on her lover's face the fair-one shed.
Precious and salutary were the tears;
They flowed from love; and by it's magick influence,
They hastened the recovery of Amyntas.
Opening his eyes, he fetched a heavy sigh;
The heavy sigh, issuing from pain and languor,
Was by his Sylvia's balmy mouth received;
Her breath impregnated, and sent it back
Fraught with the cheering seeds of life, and joy.
And now his heart beats with it's usual vigour;
And now his eye resumes it's former lustre.
But can the most enthusiastick poet
Describe their bliss in that transporting moment?
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