a wanton Nymph, and Triton Swain
Agreed a while to leave the boundless Main;
And near the Shore unseen they chose to kiss,
Where no Sea-Rival might disturb the Bliss.
There, all that Love could yield, the Youth enjoy'd;
'Till with fierce Joys, and eager Transports cloy'd
She look'd, and sigh'd; his Lips she gently prest;
Then murmuring fell, and slept upon his Breast;
While pleasing Dreams past Scenes of Love repeat,
And cooling Breezes fan the Summer's Heat.
Thus as she lay entranc'd, the wanton Air
Play'd on her Mouth, and sported with her Hair;
The Boy less kind, thus as she sleeping lay,
Rose unperceiv'd, and stole unheard away.
(For Men once satiate, when the Rage is o'er,
Will curse that Beauty, which they now adore.)
The ebbing Tide had left the sandy Plain,
When  wak'd, and look'd, but look'd in vain.
Sad Thoughts, and black Despair pierc'd thro' her Soul,
With Tears she saw the distant Billows rowl.
She found her self forsaken, and alone,
The Triton absent, and the Water gone.
Grievous she moan'd her Fate, and weeping said,