Remedia amoris
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Original / primary: Perseus Eng2
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But solitude must never be allow'd;
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A lover's ne'er so safe as in a crowd.
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For private places private griefs increase;
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What haunts you there, in company will cease.
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If to the gloomy desert you repair,
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Your mistress' angry form will meet you there.
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What makes the night less cheerful than the day?
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Your griefs are present, and your friends away.
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Nor shun discourse, nor make your house a cell;
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Despair and darkness still together dwell.
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To comfort you some Pylades admit,
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Which is of friendship the chief benefit.
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To death's cold arms what made poor Phyllis fly?
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'Twas less her grief than want of company.
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Wild as a bacchanal, her way she took,
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With hair dishevell'd, and distracted look;
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Far out to sea she cast her prying eyes;
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Now stretched upon the sandy beach she lies:
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"Faithless Demophoon!" to deaf waves she cried,
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While sighs her interrupted words divide,
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Hard by a lonesome tree its shadow cast,
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As if for solitary mischief plac'd:
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'Twas now her ninth sad visit to the shore;
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No sail appears, and she'll expect no more:
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Her nuptial girdle round her waist was tied,
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Just o'er herhead a stretching bough she spied;
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She offers, and flies back, dreads what she dares;
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And, thus confus'd, the fatal knot prepares.
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Now, wretched Phillis, while this deed was done,
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I could have wish'd thou hadst not been alone.
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Let disappointed lovers warning take
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By thee, and never company forsake.