{ Varying her cheeks by turns with white and red.[13]
The driving colours, never at a stay,
Run here and there, and flush, and fade away.
}
{ Delightful change! thus Indian ivory shows,
{ Which with the bordering paint of purple glows;
{ Or lilies damasked by the neighbouring rose.
The lover gazed, and, burning with desire,
The more he looked, the more he fed the fire:
Revenge, and jealous rage, and secret spite,