5
The joys, in whose bright fire
My expectation shall expire,
That I may live because I hope no more!

THE HASTY KISS.

[Secundus.]

A kiss I begg'd, and thou didst[64:1] join
Thy[64:2] lips to mine;
Then, as afraid, snatch'd[64:3] back their treasure,
And mock'd[64:4] my pleasure.
Again, my Dearest![64:5]--for in this 5
Thou only gav'st[64:6] desire, and not a kiss.

SONG: WHEN THOU THY PLIANT ARMS.

[Secundus.]

When thou thy pliant arms dost wreathe
About my neck, and gently breathe
Into my breast that soft sweet air
With which thy soul doth mine repair;
When my faint life thou draw'st away, 5
(My life which scorching flames decay,)
O'ercharg'd, my panting bosom boils,
Whose fever thy kind art beguiles,
And with the breath that did inspire
Doth mildly fan my glowing fire. 10
Transported, then I cry: 'Above
All other deities is Love!
Or if a deity there be
Greater than Love, 'tis only thee.'

SONG: 'TIS NO KISS.

[Secundus.]

'Tis no kiss my Fair bestows!
Nectar 'tis, whence new life flows.
All the sweets which nimble bees
In their osier treasuries
With unequall'd art repose, 5
In one kiss, her lips disclose.
These, if I should many take,
Soon would me immortal make,
Rais'd to the divine abodes,
And the banquets of the gods. 10
Be not, then, too lavish, Fair!
But this heavenly treasure spare,
'Less thou'lt, too, immortal be:
For without thy company
What to me were the abodes 15
Or the banquets of the gods?

TRANSLATED FROM ANACREON.

I. _The Chase._

With a whip of lilies, Love
Swiftly me before him drove:
On we cours'd it through deep floods,
Hollow valleys, and rough woods,
Till a snake that lurking lay 5
Chanc'd to sting me by the way.

Now my soul was nigh to death,
Ebbing, flowing, with my breath,
When Love, fanning with his wings,
Back my fleeting spirit brings: 10
'Learn,' saith