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Entranced in Hymen's blissful bowers,
We hailed each rising sun,
While winged with joy the rosy hours
In ecstacy flew on;
And still we blest the heavenly powers,
Who joined our hearts in one.

Now, as with fairy-footed tread,
Time steals our years away,
Thy mildly-beaming virtues spread
Soft influence o'er life's way;
Insuring to our peaceful shed,
Love's bliss without decay.

P 186. l. 13.When on the waves I left my faire
The center of my joy.

One can hardly conceive a harder trial to the feelings, than that of parting with a dearly beloved object, who is about to embark on a long voyage. The frailty of the vessel, the dangers of the ocean, with the difficulty, and uncertainty of future communication, all combine to heighten the distress. This pathetic situation did not escape the tender Otway:

But, oh, Monimia! art thou indeed resolved
To punish me with everlasting absence?
Why turn'st thou from me? I am alone already;
Methinks I stand upon a naked beach,
Sighing to winds, and to the seas complaining,
Whilst afar off, the vessel sails away,
Where all the treasure of my soul's embarked.
Orphan, Act V.

P. 189. LVII. Ritson gives this to Rochester.

I cannot change as others doe, &c.