And eyes his list’ning loves beneath.
Oft shall my Talbot hither stray,
And friendship give new joys to day;
On him his blooming bride attend,
Hither her graceful footsteps bend,
Fresh life her brighter beauties fling
O’er the young dawn, and blossom’d spring.
They come! their eddying wheels resound,
The harness’d coursers proudly bound,
The light-hung chariot floats in air,