: TO 
The Moft Accomplifh’d; 
THE a 
Lady GERRARD of Gerrards Bromley. 
Is Flora calls, bright Beauty come 
Walk forth and view Eliziam, 
Where happy Lovers, crow n’d with Flowr’s 
_ Do fit and fing, in ftill-green Bow'rs; 
And many {miling Vsrgins ftand, 
Humbly expecting your Command. 
Here Coy Adonis from his Bed iG & 
Will rife, and raife his drooping Head, 
Warm’d and Infpir’d by you, grow Wile, 
And fall no more Love's Sacrifice 
. Yield to Your Beauties greater pow-t, ” 
: : For you may pluck his Virgin Flown: ro 
S Self-lov'd Narciffus if he look 
- ; ~- Onyout fair Eyes, will leave the Brook, 
And Undeceived, foon willrue 
He ever any Lov'd but You. 
- [ftothe Hyacinth you turn, 
< He Smiles, and quite forgets to Mourn. 
. The inamout’d Heliotrope will run 
3 To your bright Stars, and leave the Sun. 
3 Our Lillies here do make no fhow, 
= | They Whiter on your Bofom grow, 
And Violets appear but Stains, 
: Compared with your blewer Veins: 
‘ Yet to Invoke you, when they bow, 
: Propitious Heaven perfumes their Vow. 
The (ow/lip Cups, by Heba fill'd 
With Near, from the Gods diftill'd, 
Prefented is unto your Tafte, 
= That Beauties prime may evet laft. 
--  New-blown Buds, all Scents excelling, 
‘ae As you pals by, invite your Smelling. 
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