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Ambrose Philips - Blest As Thimmortal Gods Is He Lyrics

Blest as th'immortal gods is he
The youth who fondly sits by thee;
And hears and sees thee all the while
Sweetly speak and sweetly smile

’Twas this depriv'd my soul of rest
And rais'd such tumults in my breast;
For while I gaz’d, in transport toss'd
My breath was gone, my voice was lost

My bosom glow'd a subtle flame
Ran quick thro' all my vital frame:
O'er my dim eyes a darkness hung;
My ears with hollow murmurs rung

In dewy damps my limbs were chill'd;
My blood with gentle horror thrill'd
My feeble pulse forgot to play
I fainted, sunk and died away