English poem
Ode Lxiii.[1]
by Thomas Moore
To Love, the soft and blooming child, I touch the harp in descant wild; To Love, the babe of Cyprian bowers, The boy, who breathes and blushes flowers; To Love, for heaven and earth adore him, And gods and mortals bow before him!
"This fragment is preserved in Clemens Alexandrinus, Storm, lib. vi. and In Arsenius, Collect. Graec."--BARNES.
It appears to have been the opening of a hymn in praise of Love.