Love's visions never will disturb his brain,
Who drinketh of the vine the sweet oblation;
And know, thou passion-smit, pale visag'd swain,
There's medicine to work thy restoration;
Ever in memory the receipt retain--
'Tis quaffing wine-cups to intoxication.




STANZAS.


From the Turkish of Fezouli.

O Fezouli, the hour is near,
Which bids thee from this world depart,
And leave--what now thou hold'st so dear--
The loves of thy too ardent heart.

Yet till that fated hour arrive,
Be thy emprises, every one,
If thou wouldst fain behold them thrive,
In God's Almighty name begun.




DESCRIPTION OF PARADISE.