So Rome, for Wisdom as for Conquest fam'd,
Improv'd with Arts whom she by Arms had tam'd.
Above the Clouds is plac'd this glorious Light,
Nothing lies hid from her enquiring Sight;
Athens and Rome for Arts restor'd rejoice,
Their Language takes new Musick from her Voice.
Learning and Love in the same Seat we find,
So bright her Form, and so adorn'd's her Mind.
Long has Minerva govern'd in the Skies
But now descends, confest to human Eyes:
Behold in Delia that inspiring Queen
Whom learned Athens so ador'd unseen.
THYRSIS and DELIA.
THIRSIS.
DElia, how long must I despair,
And tax you with Disdain,
Still to my tender Love severe,
Untouch'd when I complain?
DELIA.
And do with equal Ardour sue,
Thyrsis, you know but one can move us;
Can I be yours and Strephon's too?
