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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=457130" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Daphne to Apollo. Imitated From The First Book Of Ovid's Metamorphosis</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Apollo.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Abate, fair fugitive, abate thy speed, <br>Dismiss thy fears, and turn thy beauteous head;<br>With kind regard a panting lover view;<br>Less swiftly fly, less swiftly I'll pursue;<br>Pathless, alas! and rugged is the ground,<br>Some stone may hurt thee, or some thorn may wound.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Daphne</div><div style="margin:10px 0">aside<br>]<br>This care is for himself as pure as death;<br>One mile has put the fellow out of breath:<br>He'll never go, I'll lead him th' other round;<br>Washy he is, perhaps not over sound.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Apollo</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You fly, alas! not knowing whom you fly;<br>Nor ill-bred swain, nor rusty clown am I:<br>I Claros' isle and Tenedos command -</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Daphne</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thank ye, I would not leave my native land.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Apollo</div><div style="margin:10px 0">What is to come be certain arts I know.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Daphne</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Pish! Partridge has a fair pretence as you.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Apollo</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Behold the beauty of my locks -</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Daphne</div><div style="margin:10px 0">---------- A fig ---------<br>That may be counterfeit, a Spanish wig:<br>Who cares for all that bush of curling hair,<br>Whilst your smooth chin is so extremely bare?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Apollo</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I sing. -------</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Daphne</div><div style="margin:10px 0">That never shall be Daphne's choice.<br>Syphacio had an admirable voice.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Apollo</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Of every herb I tell the mystic power,<br>To certain health the patient I restore,<br>Sent for, caress'd -</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Daphne</div><div style="margin:10px 0">-- Ours is a wholesome air;<br>You'd better go to Town and practise there:<br>For me, I've no obstructions to remove;<br>I'm pretty well, I thank your father Jove,<br>And physic is a weak ally to love.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Apollo</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For learning famed, fine verses I compose.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Daphne</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So do your brother quacks and brother beaux; <br>Memorials only and reviews write prose.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Apollo</div><div style="margin:10px 0">From the bent yew I send the pointed reed,<br>Sure of its aim, and fatal in its speed. -</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Daphne</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then leaving me, whom sure you would not kill,<br>In yonder thicket exercise your skill:<br>Shoot there at beasts; but for the human heart<br>Your cousin Cupid has the only dart.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Apollo</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yet turn, O beauteous maid, yet deign to hear<br>A love-sick deity's impetuous prayer!<br>O let me woo thee as thou wouldst be woo'd.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Daphne</div><div style="margin:10px 0">First, therefore, don't be so extremely rude;<br>Don't tear the hedges down and tread the clover,<br>Like an hobgoblin rather than a lover:<br>Next, to my father's grotto sometimes come,<br>At ebbing tide he always is at home.<br>Read the Courant with him, and let him know<br>A little politics, how matters go<br>Upon his brother-rivers Rhine or Po.<br>As any maid or footman comes or goes,<br>Pull off your hat and ask how Daphne does:<br>These sort of folks will to each other tell<br>That you respect me; that you know looks well!<br>Then if you are, as you pretend, the god<br>That rules the day, and much upon the road,<br>You'll find a hundred trifles in your way,<br>That you may bring one home from Africa;<br>Some little rarity, some bird or best,<br>And now and then a jewel from the East;<br>A lacquer'd cabinet, some China-ware;<br>You have them mighty cheap at Pekin fair.<br>Next, <br>note bene<br>, you shall never rove,<br>Nor take example by your father Jove.<br>Last, for the ease and comfort of my life,<br>Make me (Lord what startles you?) your wife.<br>I'm now (they say) sixteen, or something more;<br>We mortals seldom live about fourscore:<br>Fourscore; you're good at numbers; let us see,<br>Seventeen suppose, remaining sixty-three;<br>Ay, in that span of time you'll bury me.<br>Mean-time, if you have tumult, noise, and strife,<br>(Things not abhorrent to a married life)<br>They'll quickly end, you see; what signify <br>A few odd years to you that never die?<br>And, after all, you're half your time away,<br>You know your business takes you up all day;<br>And coming late to bed you need not fear,<br>Whatever noise I make, you'll sleep my dear;<br>Or, if a winter evening should be long,<br>Even read your physic-book, or make a song.<br>Your wife, your steeds, diachalon, and rhyme,<br>May take up any honest godhead's time.<br>Thus, as you like it, you may love again,<br>And let another Daphne have her reign.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now love, or leave, my dear; retreat, or follow;<br>I Daphne (this premised) take thee Apollo;<br>And may I split into ten thousand trees<br>If I give up on other terms than these.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She said, but what the amorous god replied,<br>So Fate ordain'd, is to our search denied;<br>By rats, alas! the manuscript is ate;<br>O cruel banquet which we all regret;<br>Bavius, thy labours must this work restore,<br>May thy good-will be equal to thy power.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Matthew+Prior">Matthew Prior</a><div class=q>
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Abate, fair fugitive, abate thy speed, 
Dismiss thy fears, and turn thy beauteous head;
With kind regard a panting lover view;
Less swiftly fly, less swiftly I'll pursue;
Pathless, alas! and rugged is the ground,
Some stone may hurt thee,..."></div>
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