When I survey Clarinda's Charms
Folded within my circling Arms
What endless Pleasures move along
Serenely soft, and sweetly strong;
Every Smile invites to Love;
Balmy Kisses
Am'rous Blisses
Every rising Charm improve

Immortal Bliss, that ne'r will cloy
Always attends her Angel Form;
Softest Repose, and blooming Joy
In her conspire the Soul to charm:
All that can Joy or Love create;
Beauteous Blessing
Past expressing
Round the tender Fair One wait

Love on hеr Breast has fixt his Throne
And Cupid revеls in her Eyes;
Who can the Charmer's Power disown
When in each Glance an Arrow flies?
Yet when wounded we feel no Pain;
No, 'tis Pleasure
Above Measure
Raptures flow in every Vein