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Stedman and Hutchinson, comps. A Library of American Literature:
An Anthology in Eleven Volumes. 1891.
Vols. IX–XI: Literature of the Republic, Part IV., 1861–1889

Amyntor

By Thomas Godfrey (1736–1763)

LONG had Amyntor free from love remained;

The God, enraged to see his power disdained,

Bent his best bow, and, aiming at his breast

The fatal shaft, he thus the swain addrest:

“Hear me, hear me, senseless rover,—

Soon thou now shalt be a lover,

Cupid will his power maintain;

Haughty Delia shall enslave thee,

Thou, who thus insulting brav’st me,

Shall, unpitied, drag the chain.”

He ceased, and quick he shot the pointed dart;

Far short it fell, nor reached Amyntor’s heart;

The angry God was filled with vast surprise;

Abashed he stood, while thus the swain replies:

“Think not, Cupid, vain deceiver,

I will own thy power ever,

Guarded from thy arts by wine;

Haughty Beauty ne’er shall grieve me,

Bacchus still shall e’er relieve me,

All his rosy joys are mine;

All his rosy joys are mine.”