Cornelius Arnold Poems

Fair Cloe! when thou deign'st to come,
To any neighb'ring Rout or Drum;
The Belles who shin'd before so bright,
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I'd fain instruct you, pretty Bell,
How you most others might excel;
The Lesson's short, and mighty easy,
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My Son! attend th'Instructions that I give,
And let them ever in thy Memory live;
So shall thy Life with Length of Days be crown'd,
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When I survey with wond'ring Eyes,
This beauteous rural Scene;
Pleas'd with the View, my raptur'd Soul
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Some the Atlantic plough, serener far,
Tho' oft the loud tongu'd Waves contentious brawl,
In Uproar wild-Onward they steer their Course,
To Afric's parched Clime, whose sooty Sons,
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Kind Disturber of my Rest!
Closer, closer, still be prest;
In these Arms, my lovely Boy,
Give me, give me farther Joy.
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Fair Celia! when I prais'd your Charms,
Your lovely Face and circling Arms;
Your sparkling Eyes so full of Fire,
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God is our Hope and Strength, a present Aid,
When threat'ning Dangers on all Sides invade;
Altho' the Cloud-topt Mountains tott'ring shake,
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O! love, how pleasing are thy Darts,
Which wound a Pair of mutual Hearts?
With Joy we wear the pleasing Chain,
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As Venus sat mop'd, no Mars to divert her,
Her good Man asleep, whom she wished alerter;
'I'll e'en take a Ride, says she, put the Doves to;'
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