TO DAPHNE.
A Roman and a Greek our praiſe divide,
Nor can we yet who beſt deſerv’d decide.
Behold two mightier conquerors appear,
Some for your wit, ſome for your eyes, declare:
Debates ariſe which captivates us moſt,5
And none can tell the charm by which he ’s loſt.
The bow and quiver does Diana bear,
Cybele the lions, Pallas has the ſpear:
Poets ſuch emblems to their gods aſſign,
Hearts bleeding by the dart and pen be thine.10
TO MRS. GRANVILLE
OF WOTTON IN BUCKINGHAMSHIRE,
AFTERWARDS LADY CONWAY.
Love, like a tyrant whom no laws conſtrain,
Now for ſome ages kept the world in pain;
Beauty by vaſt deſtructions got renown,
And lovers only by their rage were known;
But Granville, mote auſpicious to mankind,5
Conqu’ring the heart, as much inſtructs the mind;
Bleſs’d in the fate of her victorious eyes,
Seeing we love, and hearing we grow wiſe:
So Rome, for wiſdom as for conquest fam’d,
Improv’d with arts whom ſhe by arms had tam’d.10
