32 THE ENGLISH GARDEN. 



The youth continu'd, clafping to his heart 575 



The heauteous corfe, and fmiling as he fpoke, 



(Yet fuch a fmile as far out-forrows tears) 



" Now thou art mine entirely Now no more 



" Shall Duty dare difturb us Love alone 



' -But hark ! he comes again Away vain fear ! 580 



" 'Twas but the fluttering of thy feather'd flock. 



" True to their cuftom'd hour, behold they troop 



" From ifland, grove, and lake. Arife my Love, 



" Extend thy hand I lift it, but it falls. 



" Hence then, fond fools, and pine ! NERINA'S hand 585 



" Has loft the power to feed you. Hence and die." 



Thus plaining, to his lips the icy palm 

 He lifted, and with ardent paflion kift, 

 Then cry'd in agony, " on this dear hand, 

 " Once tremblingly alive to Love's foft touch, 590 



*' I hop'd to feal my faith :" This thought awak'd 

 Another fad foliloquy, which they, 

 Whoe'er have lov'd, will from their hearts fupply, 

 And they who have not will but hear and fmile. 



And 



