Lest the STRONG glance of those divinest charms
Warm him to life, as in the ancient days,
When MARBLE MELTED in Pygmalion's arms.
I would I were that portly gentleman
With gold-laced hat and golden-headed cane.
LOVE ELEGIES.
Elegy I.
The Poet relates how he obtained Delia's Pocket-handkerchief.
'Tis mine! what accents can my joy declare?