"While Love, recording with a keener Dart, / Engrav'd each Token deeper on my Heart!"
— Pattison, William (1706-1727)
Place of Publication
London
Publisher
Printed for H. Curll
Date
1728
Metaphor
"While Love, recording with a keener Dart, / Engrav'd each Token deeper on my Heart!"
Metaphor in Context
Yet, once there was a Time, when Ida's Plain
Confess'd no Title but the lovely Swain;
When I, the fairest of the rural Fair,
Warm'd your young Breast, and was your only Care;
When you, a Shepherd, with the Shepherds strove,
And innocently won me into Love:
Sooth'd with those harmless unaffected Charms,
Heedless, I caught the Passion from your Arms.
In my dear Paris center'd all my Joy,
And all OEnone fill'd my faithful Boy.
How happy then we languish'd out the Day!
Toy'd in soft Shades, and slept in new-made Hay.
How happy then we languish'd out the Night!
New Joys returning with returning Light!
Fresh as the Morn, I join'd the Sylvan Chace,
And tun'd the Chorus of the latrant Race;
With you the Groves I rang'd, the Fields beset,
And watch'd the Motions of the swelling Net:
With you retiring to the breezy Shade,
Cool Fruits, and slaking Streams our Thirst allay'd.
There, on each Tree you carv'd our mutual Names,
And with the living Letters grew our Flames:
While Love, recording with a keener Dart,
Engrav'd each Token deeper on my Heart!
Confess'd no Title but the lovely Swain;
When I, the fairest of the rural Fair,
Warm'd your young Breast, and was your only Care;
When you, a Shepherd, with the Shepherds strove,
And innocently won me into Love:
Sooth'd with those harmless unaffected Charms,
Heedless, I caught the Passion from your Arms.
In my dear Paris center'd all my Joy,
And all OEnone fill'd my faithful Boy.
How happy then we languish'd out the Day!
Toy'd in soft Shades, and slept in new-made Hay.
How happy then we languish'd out the Night!
New Joys returning with returning Light!
Fresh as the Morn, I join'd the Sylvan Chace,
And tun'd the Chorus of the latrant Race;
With you the Groves I rang'd, the Fields beset,
And watch'd the Motions of the swelling Net:
With you retiring to the breezy Shade,
Cool Fruits, and slaking Streams our Thirst allay'd.
There, on each Tree you carv'd our mutual Names,
And with the living Letters grew our Flames:
While Love, recording with a keener Dart,
Engrav'd each Token deeper on my Heart!
Categories
Provenance
Searching "heart" and "engrav" in HDIS (Poetry)
Citation
Only 1 entry in ESTC (1727).
The Poetical Works of Mr. William Pattison, Late of Sidney College Cambridge. (London: Printed in the year MDCCXXVIII [i.e. 1727] For H. Curll in the Strand). <Link to ESTC>
The Poetical Works of Mr. William Pattison, Late of Sidney College Cambridge. (London: Printed in the year MDCCXXVIII [i.e. 1727] For H. Curll in the Strand). <Link to ESTC>
Date of Entry
03/08/2005
