John Dryden (1631–1700). The Poems of John Dryden. 1913.
Songs, Odes, and Lyrical PiecesSong of a Scholar and his Mistress
[Musick within.]
[The Lovers enter at Opposite Doors, each held by a Keeper.]
Phillis.Look, look, I see—I see my Love appear:
’Tis he—’Tis he alone;
For like him there is none:
’Tis the dear, dear Man, ’tis thee, Dear.
The foamy Waves roar;
I see a Ship afar,
Tossing and Tossing, and making to the Shoar:
But what’s that I View,
So Radiant of Hue,
St. Hermo, St. Hermo, that sits upon the Sails?
Ah! No, no, no.
St. Hermo never, never shone so bright;
’Tis Phillis, only Phillis can shoot so fair a Light;
’Tis Phillis, ’tis Phillis that saves the Ship alone,
For all the Winds are hushed, and the Storm is overblown.
And all the Furies join,
I’ll force my way to Phillis, and break through the Charms.
And shall I conclude my Pains?
Now blest be the Powers above,
I feel the Blood bound in my Veins;
With a lively Leap it began to move,
And the Vapours leave my Brains.
To make sure of the Cure;
Go call the Man in Black, to mumble o’re his part.
’Tis a Work must be done;
We’ll borrow but a Day,
And the better the sooner begun.