This said, She Vanish'd, and Methought I found
My self Transported to a Rising Ground,
From whence I did a pleasant Vale Survey;
Large was the Prospect, Beautiful, and Gay.
There I beheld th' Apartments of Delight,
Whose curious Forms oblig'd the Wond'ring Sight.
Some in full View upon the Champian plac'd,
With lofty Walls, and cooling Streams embrac'd:
Others, in Shady Groves, retir'd from Noise,
The Seats of Private and Exalted Joys.
At a great Distance I perceiv'd there stood
A Stately Building in a Spacious Wood,
Whose Gilded Turrets rais'd their beauteous Heads,
High in the Air to View the Neighb'ring Meads,
Where Vulgar Lovers spent their Happy Days
In Rustick Dancing and delightful Plays.
But while I gaz'd with Admiration round,
I heard from far, Celestial Musick sound,
So Soft, so Moving; so Harmonious all,
The Artful Charming Notes did rise and fall,
My Soul, transported with the Grateful Airs,
Shook off, the Pressures of its former Fears.
I felt afresh the little God begin
To stir himself, and gently move within:
Then I repented I had vow'd no more
To , or  Beauteous Eyes adore:
Why am I now condemn'd to Banishment,
And made an Exile by my Own Consent.
I sighing cry'd; why should I live in Pain
Those fleeting Hours, which ne'er return again?
! what can wretched  do?
Inhuman to himself, and false to you.
'Tis true, I've promis'd  to remove
From these Retreats, and quit bright  Love:
But is not  partially unkind?
Are all her Votaries like me confin'd?
Must none, that under her Dominion live,
To Love, and Beauty, Veneration give?
Why then did Nature youthful  grace
With a majestick Mien, and charming Face?
Why did she give her that surprizing Air,
Make her so gay, so witty, and so fair?
Mistress of all, that can Affection move;
If  will not suffer us to Love?
But since it must be so, I'll haste away,
'Tis Fatal to return, and Death to stay.
From you, blest Shades, (if I may call you so
Inculpable) with mighty Pain I go.
Compell'd from hence, I leave my Quiet here
I may find Safety, but I buy it dear.