Oliver Goldsmith (Оливер Голдсмит)

On Seeing a Lady Perform a Certain Character

For you, bright fair, the Nine address their lays,
And tune my feeble voice to sing thy praise;
The heartfelt power of every charm divine,
Who can withstand their all-commanding shine?
See how she moves along with every grace,
While soul-brought tears steal down each shining face.
She speaks! ’tis rapture all, and nameless bliss;
Ye gods! what transport e’er compar’d to this?
As when, in Paphian groves, the Queen of Love
With fond complaint address’d the listening Jove--
’Twas joy and endless blisses all around,
And rocks forgot their hardness at the sound.
Then first, at last, even Jove was taken in,
And felt her charms, without disguise, within.

1. Italy
2. From the Latin of Vida
3. Answer to an Invitation to Pass the Christmas at Barton
4. The Traveller
5. The Clown's Reply

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