At my approach new Fires my Bosom warm; New vigor I receive from every Charm: I found invention with my Love increase; And both instruct me with new Arts to please; New Gallantrys I sought to entertain, And had the Joy to find ‘em not in vain; All the Extravagance of Youth I show, And pay’d to Age the Dotage I shall owe; All a beginning Passion can conceive, What beauty Merits, or fond Love can give. With diligence I wait _Aminta’s_ look, And her decrees from Frowns or Smiles I took, To my new fixt resolves, no stop I found, My Flame was uncontroul’d and knew no bound; Unlimited Expences every day On what I thought she lik’d, I threw away: My Coaches, and my Liverys, rich and new, In all this Court, none made a better show. _Aminta_ here was unconfin’d and free, And all a well-born Maid cou’d render me She gave: My early Visits does allow, And more ingagingly receives me now, Her still increasing Charms, Her soft Address, } Partial Lover cannot well Express, } Her Beautys with my flame each hour increase. } ‘Twas here my Soul more true content receiv’d, Then all the Duller hours of Life I’d liv’d. --But with the envying Night I still repair To _Inquietude_; none lodge at _Little Care_. The hasty Minutes summon me away, } While parting pains surmount past hours of Joy, } And Nights large Reckoning over-pays the day. } The GOD of _Sleep_ his wonted Aid denys; Lends no Repose, or to my Heart or Eyes: Only one hour of Rest the breaking Morning brought, In which this happy Dream Assail’d my Thought, The DREAM. _All Trembling in my Arms_ Aminta _lay,_ _Defending of the Bliss I strove to take;_ _Raising my Rapture by her kind delay,_ _Her force so charming was and weak._ _The soft resistance did betray the Grant,_ _While I prest on the Heaven of my desires;_ _Her rising Breasts with nimbler Motions Pant;_ _Her dying Eyes assume new Fires._ _Now to the height of languishment she grows,_ _And still her looks new Charms put on;_ _--Now the last Mystery of_ Love _she knows,_ _We Sigh, and Kiss: I wak’d, and all was done._