Till done the potent spell—behold him grown
Fair Venus' emblem—the Phœnician Cone.[75]
Triumphs the Seer, and now secure observes
The kindling passions of the rival Curves.
And first, the fair Parabola behold,
Her timid arms, with virgin blush, unfold!
Though, on one focus fix'd, her eyes betray
A heart that glows with love's resistless sway,
Though, climbing oft, she strive with bolder grace
Round his tall neck to clasp her fond embrace,