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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=529399" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Invitation</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">DAMON.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Haste! Sylvia! haste, my charming Maid!<br>Let's leave these fashionable toys;<br>Let's seek the shelter of some shade,<br>And revel in ne'er fading joys.<br>See spring in liv'ry gay appears,<br>And winter's chilly blasts are fled;<br>Each grove its leafy honours rears,<br>And meads their lovely verdure spread!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> SYLVIA.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yes Damon, glad I'll quit the town,<br>Its gaities now languid seem;<br>Then sweets to luxury unknown<br>We'll taste, and sip th' untainted stream.<br>In Summer's sultry noon-tide heat,<br>I'll lead thee to the shady grove;<br>There hush thy cares, or pleas'd repeat<br>Those vows that won my soul to love.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> DAMON.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When o'er the mountain peeps the dawn,<br>And round her ruddy beauties play,<br>I'll wake my Love to view the lawn,<br>Or hear the warblers hall the day.<br>But, without thee, the rising morn<br>In vain awakes the cooling breeze,<br>In vain does nature's face adorn;<br>Without my Sylvia nought can please.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> SYLVIA.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">At night, when universal gloom<br>Hides the bright prospect from our view,<br>When the gay groves give up their bloom,<br>And verdant meads their lovely hue;<br>Tho' fleeting spectres round me move,<br>When in thy circling arms I'm prest,<br>I'll hush my rising fears with love,<br>And sink in slumber on thy breast.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> DAMON.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The new-blown rose, whilst on its leaves<br>Yet the bright scented dew-drops found,<br>Pleas'd on thy bosom, whilst it heaves,<br>Shall shake its heav'nly fragrance round.<br>Then mingled sweets the sense shall raise,<br>Then mingled beauties catch the eye;<br>What pleasure on such charms to gaze!<br>What rapture mid such sweets to lie!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br> SYLVIA.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">How sweet thy words!--but, Damon cease,<br>Nor strive to fix me ever here;<br>Too well you know these accents please,<br>That oft have fill'd my ravish'd ear.<br>Come, lead me to these promis'd joys,<br>That dwelt so lately on thy tongue;<br>Direct me by thy well known voice,<br>And calm my transports with thy song!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Thomas+Godfrey">Thomas Godfrey</a><div class=q>
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Haste! Sylvia! haste, my charming Maid!
Let's leave these fashionable toys;
Let's seek the shelter of some shade,
And revel in ne'er fading joys.
See spring in liv'ry gay appears,
And winter's chilly blasts are fled;
Each grove its leafy h..."></div>
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