The Poetical Works of the Right Hon. George Granville, Lord Lansdowne/90

by George Granville

SONG. TO MIRA.

I.

Why, cruel Creature! why ſo bent
To vex a tender heart?
To gold and title you relent,
Love throws in vain his dart.

II.

Let glitt’ring fools in courts be great,5
For pay let armies move,
Beauty ſhould have no other bait
But gentle vows and love.

III.

If on thoſe endleſs charms you lay
The value that ’s their due,10
Kings are themſelves too poor to pay,
A thouſand worlds too few.

IV.

But is a paſſion without vice,
Without diſguiſe or art,
Ah, Mira! if true love ’s your price,
Behold it in my heart.16