Young Philomela's Powrfull Dart

Young Philomela's powrfull dart
Two gentle shepheard's hitt
With Beauty touchd Amintors heart
& Celadons with witt
The Rivall swains on either side
Their am'rous pangs expressd
Till young Amintor she denyd
& Celadon she blessd
The youth who mett a mutuall fire
In pleasure lost his pain
The others hopeless flames expire
Beneath a cold disdain
Ye Priests of love ye Poets tell
What Cupids forces are
If when the suit goes ill or well
No more we serve a fair.