The goddess, with a blush, her love betrays, But mounts, and driving rapidly, obeys. ... like Ops on Ida crowna#39;d; Her dewy locks with various flowers new-blown , She interweaves, various, and all her own, ... She sees thee playing in the western deep, How oft she criesaaAh Phoebus! why repair Thy wasted force, why seekanbsp;...
|Title||:||The Poetical Works of William Cowper. Edited by the Rev. H. F. Cary ... with a Biographical Notice of the Author|