To Julia

Sing, lovely Girl! to hear Thee sing Hush'd is the listening air; My spirit trembles on the wing, And no delay can bear. Those down-cast eyes, that smile supprest, Thy conscious power betray; Yet, Siren! grant the bold request; Come, steal my heart away. See, see, those ruby lips divide; An ivory shrine appears; There Harmony and Love reside, To ravish mortal ears. And hark! they from that sweet recess Breathe their celestial lays; The enchanting sounds my thought possess With rapture and amaze. Still pressing on with strong control I feel the lavish strain, Till drunk with bliss, my wilder'd soul Reels on the brink of pain. Ah! how could I so rashly dare Contend with Powers divine? The pride of victory forbear; My heart is wholly thine.