OF LOVING AT FIRST SIGHT.
Reading edition
1 Not caring to observe the wind, Or the new sea explore, Snatch'd from myself, how far behind Already I behold the shore!
2 May not a thousand dangers sleep In the smooth bosom of this deep? No; 'tis so reckless and so clear, That the rich bottom does appear Paved all with precious things; not torn From shipwreck'd vessels, but there born.
3 Sweetness, truth, and every grace Which time and use are wont to teach, The eye may in a moment reach, And read distinctly in her face.
4 Some other nymphs, with colours faint, And pencil slow, may Cupid paint, And a weak heart in time destroy; She has a stamp, and prints the boy: Can, with a single look, inflame The coldest breast, the rudest tame.