BEAUTY.
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Come, thou just God! and equal me
Awhile to my disdainful She:
In that condition let me lie,
Till Love does the favour shew:
Love equals all a better way than you.
Awhile to my disdainful She:
In that condition let me lie,
Till Love does the favour shew:
Love equals all a better way than you.
Then never more shalt thou b' invok'd by me;
Watchful as spirits and Gods I'll prove:
Let her but grant, and then will I
Thee and thy kinsman Death defy;
For, betwixt thee and them that love,
Never will an agreement be;
Thou scorn'st th' unhappy, and the happy, thee!
Watchful as spirits and Gods I'll prove:
Let her but grant, and then will I
Thee and thy kinsman Death defy;
For, betwixt thee and them that love,
Never will an agreement be;
Thou scorn'st th' unhappy, and the happy, thee!
BEAUTY.
Beauty! thou wild fantastick ape,
Who dost in every country change thy shape!
Here black, there brown, here tawny, and there white;
Thou flatterer! which comply'st with every sight!
Thou Babel, which confound'st the eye
With unintelligible variety!
Who hast no certain What, nor Where;
But vary'st still, and dost thyself declare
Inconstant, as thy she-professors are.
Who dost in every country change thy shape!
Here black, there brown, here tawny, and there white;
Thou flatterer! which comply'st with every sight!
Thou Babel, which confound'st the eye
With unintelligible variety!
Who hast no certain What, nor Where;
But vary'st still, and dost thyself declare
Inconstant, as thy she-professors are.
Beauty! Love's scene and masquerade,
So gay by well-plac'd lights and distance made!
So gay by well-plac'd lights and distance made!
