Classic Poem

CHAP. III.

PART 1.

'Twas dark, as on my bed I lay,
My dreams and slumbers fled away;
Waking I miss'd my soul's delight,
I miss'd him in the shades of night;
I call'd aloud, and call'd again;
I sought him, but I sought in vain.
I'll rise, said I, and search the town,
View every corner up and down;
Search every lane, and every street,
Till I my soul's delight can meet.
For him I ask'd, and ask'd again:
I sought him, but I sought in vain.
I found not him, but I was found
By them that walk the city round,
The watch that guard the walls by night;
Saw ye, said I, my soul's delight?
From these not many steps I past,
And found my soul's delight at last:
Fast in my arms my dear I caught,
And to my mother's lodgings brought,
Into the joyful chamber, where
I drew at first my vital air.

The Bridegroom .

O daughters of Jerusalem,
(Fair offspring of a noble stem)
Since here my love now rests secure,
I with a solemn charge adjure
You, by the nimble roes and fawns,
That run and skip along the lawns;
Permit her soft repose to take,
And no indecent clamour make,
Nor jog her as she slumbering lies,
Till she herself is pleas'd to rise.