Whilst well-wrote lines our wond'ring eyes command,

The beauteous work of CHLOE'S artful hand,

Throughout the finish'd piece we see display'd

Th' exactest image of the lovely maid;

Such is her wit, and such her form divine,

This pure, as flows the style thro' ev'ry line,

That, like each letter, exquisitely fine.

 

See with what art the sable currents stain

In wand'ring mazes all the milk-white plain!

Thus o'er the meadows wrap'd in silver snow

Unfrozen brooks in dark meanders flow;

Thus jetty curls in shining ringlets deck

The ivory plain of lovely CHLOE'S neck:

See, like some virgin, whose unmeaning charms

Receive new lustre from a lover's arms,

The yielding paper's pure, but vacant breast,

By her fair hand and flowing pen imprest,

At ev'ry touch more animated grows,

And with new life and new ideas glows,

Fresh beauties from the kind defiler gains,

And shines each moment brighter from its stains.

 

Let mighty Love no longer boast his darts,

That strike unerring, aim'd at mortal hearts,

CHLOE, your quill can equal wonders do,

Wound full as sure, and at a distance too:

Arm'd with your feather'd weapons in your hands,

From pole to pole you send your great commands,

To distant climes in vain the lover flies,

Your pen o'ertakes him, if he 'scapes your eyes;

So those, who from the sword in battle run,

But perish victims to the distant gun.

 

Beauty's a short-liv'd blaze, a fading flow'r,

But these are charms no ages can devour;

These far superior to the brightest face,

Triumph alike o'er time, as well as space.

When that fair form, which thousands now adore,

By years decay'd, shall tyrannize no more,

These lovely lines shall future ages view,

And eyes unborn, like ours, be charm'd by you.

 

How oft do I admire with fond delight

The curious piece, and wish like you to write!

Alas, vain hope! that might as well aspire

To copy PAULO'S stroke, or TITIAN'S fire:

Ev'n now your splendid lines before me lie,

And I in vain to imitate them try;

Believe me, fair, I'm practising this art,

To steal your hand, in hopes to steal your heart.