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1 To that dear nymph whose powerful name Does every throbbing nerve inflame. (As the soft sound I low repeat My pulse unequal measures beat) Whose Eyes I never more shall see That once so sweetly shin'd on thee Go gentle wind & kindly bear My tender wishes to the fair. 2 Amidst her pleasures let her know The secret anguish of my woe; - The midnight pang, the jealous hell Does in this tortur'd bosom dwell. While laughing she, & full of play So with her fair companion gay O'er hearing in some fragrant bower Her lover's sigh's & hearty's power. 3 Lost and forgotten may I be Oh may no pitying thought of me Disturb the joy that she may find
