Poetical recreations consisting of original poems, songs, odes, &c. with several new translations : in two parts
UPON CLARINDA'S Putting on Her Vizard Mask.
SO have I seen the Sun in his full pride,
O'er cast with sullen Clouds, and then deny'd
To shew its lustre in some gloomy night,
When brightest Stars extinguish'd were of light:
So Angels Pictures have I seen vail'd o'er,
That more devoutly Men shou'd them adore;
Page 104So with a Mask saw I Clarinda hide
Her Face, more bright than was the Lemnian Bride.
So I an off'ring to her ruby Lips
Wou'd make, but cannot pay't for the Eclipse,
That keeps off my be-nighted Eye; I mean
The Curtain that divides it from the Scene.
Say, my Clarinda, for what Discontent,
Keep thy all Rosie Cheeks so strict a Lent?
Or is thy Face, which thou do'st thus disguise,
In Mourning for the Murthers of thine Eyes?
If so, and thoud'st resolve not to be seen,
A Frown to me had more than Mid-night been.