The Poetical Works of the Right Hon. George Granville, Lord Lansdowne/34

by George Granville

MRS. CLAVERING^[1] SINGING.

When we behold her angel face,
Or when ſhe ſings with heav’nly grace,
In what we hear or what we ſee,
So raviſhing ’s the harmony,
The melting ſoul, in rapture loſt,
Knows not which charm enchants it moſt.6

Sounds that made hills and rocks rejoice,
Amphion’s lute, the Syren’s voice,
Wonders with pain receiv’d for true
At once find credit, and renew.
No charms like Clavering’s voice ſurpriſe,
Except the magic of her eyes.12

1. Afterwards Lady Cowper.