Rose-cheeked Laura, come, Sing thou smoothly with thy beauty's Silent music, either other Sweetly gracing. Lovely forms do flow From concent divinely framed; Heav'n is music, and thy beauty's Birth is heavenly. These dull notes we sing Discords need for helps to grace them; Only beauty purely loving Knows no discord. But still moves delight, Like clear springs renewed by flowing, Ever perfect, ever in them- Selves eternal. |