A LETTER from SEA F Aireft, if Time and Absence can incline Your Heart to wand'ring Thoughts no more than mine; Then fhall my Hand, as changeless as my Mind, And trust me, when I feel that kind Relief, So may it do with you, but straight return; For it were cruel not fometimes to mourn Grieving yet more, when he reflects that you To be inconftant, than unfortunate; May you alike with kind Impatience burn, Love's G Love's Slavery. RAVE Fops my Envy now beget, Who did my Pity move; They, by the Right of wanting Wit, Are free from Carcs of Love. Turks honour Fools, because they are By that Defect fecure From Slavery and Toils of War, Which all the reft endure. So I, who fuffer cold Neglect And Wounds from CELIA's Eyes, Begin extremely to respect Thefe Fools that feem fo wife. Tis true, they fondly fet their Hearts On things of no Delight; To pass all Day for Men of Parts, They pass alone the Night: But CELIA never breaks their Reft; Such Servants fhe difdains; And fo the Fops are dully bleft, While I endure her Chains. The 1 R The DREAM. EADY to throw me at the Feet Of that fair Nymph whom I adore, Impatient those Delights to meet, By her wonted scornful Brow, Soon the fond Mistake I find; IXION mourn'd his Error fo, When JUNO's Form the Cloud refign'd. Sleep, to make its Charms more priz'd Had cunningly itself disguis'd In a Shape that could not fail. There my CELIA's fnowy Arms, Breafts, and other Parts more dear, Expofing new and unknown Charms, To my transported Soul appear, Then |