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Samuel Johnson (Сэмюэл Джонсон)

To Miss Hickman, Playing the Spinet

Bright Stella, form'd for universal reign,
Too well you know to keep the slaves you gain;
When in your eyes resistless lightnings play,
Awed into love our conquer'd hearts obey,
And yield reluctant to despotic sway;
But when your music soothes the raging pain,
We bid propitious heaven prolong your reign,
We bless the tyrant, and we hug the chain.
When old Timotheus struck the vocal string,
Ambition's fury fired the Grecian king:
Unbounded projects labouring in his mind,
He pants for room in one poor world confined.
Thus waked to rage by music's dreadful power,
He bids the sword destroy, the flame devour.
Had Stella's gentle touches moved the lyre,
Soon had the monarch felt the nobler fire:
No more delighted with destructive war,
Ambitious only now to please the fair;
Resign'd his thirst of empire to her charms,
And found a thousand worlds in Stella's arms. 

Samuel Johnson's other poems:
  1. To Mrs. Thrale On Her Completing Her Thirty-Fifth Year
  2. On The Death Of Stephen Grey, F.R.S.
  3. Written At The Request Of A Gentleman To Whom A Lady Had Given A Sprig Of Myrtle
  4. On Hearing Miss Thrale Consulting with a Friend About a Gown and Hat
  5. Parody of a Translation from the Medea of Euripides

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