Classic Poem

Yet as restraint but fans the am'rous fire,
And nature's laws can never be suppress'd;
So the soft bosom heav'd with young desire,
And the fond eye the tender heart confess'd:
Venus, who then in Pisces held her court,
With friendly rays beheld th' enamour'd pair,
Approv'd the intercourse, and bless'd the sport,
Beyond my faint description to declare:
Her arts the Roman muse can better tell,
For none should sing of love, but those his influence feel.