Senex's Soliloquy on His Youthful Idol
Platonic friendship, at your years,
Says Conscience, should content ye;
Nay, name not fondness to her ears —
The darling 's scarcely twenty.
Yes; and she'll loathe me, unforgiven,
To dote thus out of season;
But beauty is a beam from heaven
That dazzles blind our reason.
I'll challenge Plato from the skies,
Yes, from his spheres harmonic,
To look in Mary Campbell's eyes
And try to be Platonic.
Says Conscience, should content ye;
Nay, name not fondness to her ears —
The darling 's scarcely twenty.
Yes; and she'll loathe me, unforgiven,
To dote thus out of season;
But beauty is a beam from heaven
That dazzles blind our reason.
I'll challenge Plato from the skies,
Yes, from his spheres harmonic,
To look in Mary Campbell's eyes
And try to be Platonic.
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