Directions to a Porter.Directions to the Porter.Thoufaithful guardian of these peaceful walls,Whose jealous care protects thy master’s gate,If any stranger at this mansion calls,I’ll tell thee who shall enter, who shall wait.If Fortune (blindfold goddess) chance to knock,Or proud Ambition lure thee to her arms,Shut, shut the door! good John, quick turn the lock,And shield thy master from their syren charms.If sober Wisdom hither deigns to roam,Nor let her in, nor send her quite away;Tell her at present I am not at home,But hope she’ll call again some other day.If at my door a beauteous boy be seen,Whose little feet have oft my threshold trod;Thou know’st the offspring of the Cyprian queen,His air, without his bow, bespeak the god.His gentle smiles admittance ever win,Though oft deceived, I prize the fond deluder;Morn, noon, and night be sure to let him inWith welcome—Love is never an intruder.
Directions to a Porter.Directions to the Porter.Thoufaithful guardian of these peaceful walls,Whose jealous care protects thy master’s gate,If any stranger at this mansion calls,I’ll tell thee who shall enter, who shall wait.If Fortune (blindfold goddess) chance to knock,Or proud Ambition lure thee to her arms,Shut, shut the door! good John, quick turn the lock,And shield thy master from their syren charms.If sober Wisdom hither deigns to roam,Nor let her in, nor send her quite away;Tell her at present I am not at home,But hope she’ll call again some other day.If at my door a beauteous boy be seen,Whose little feet have oft my threshold trod;Thou know’st the offspring of the Cyprian queen,His air, without his bow, bespeak the god.His gentle smiles admittance ever win,Though oft deceived, I prize the fond deluder;Morn, noon, and night be sure to let him inWith welcome—Love is never an intruder.
Directions to the Porter.
Thoufaithful guardian of these peaceful walls,Whose jealous care protects thy master’s gate,If any stranger at this mansion calls,I’ll tell thee who shall enter, who shall wait.If Fortune (blindfold goddess) chance to knock,Or proud Ambition lure thee to her arms,Shut, shut the door! good John, quick turn the lock,And shield thy master from their syren charms.If sober Wisdom hither deigns to roam,Nor let her in, nor send her quite away;Tell her at present I am not at home,But hope she’ll call again some other day.If at my door a beauteous boy be seen,Whose little feet have oft my threshold trod;Thou know’st the offspring of the Cyprian queen,His air, without his bow, bespeak the god.His gentle smiles admittance ever win,Though oft deceived, I prize the fond deluder;Morn, noon, and night be sure to let him inWith welcome—Love is never an intruder.
Thoufaithful guardian of these peaceful walls,Whose jealous care protects thy master’s gate,If any stranger at this mansion calls,I’ll tell thee who shall enter, who shall wait.If Fortune (blindfold goddess) chance to knock,Or proud Ambition lure thee to her arms,Shut, shut the door! good John, quick turn the lock,And shield thy master from their syren charms.If sober Wisdom hither deigns to roam,Nor let her in, nor send her quite away;Tell her at present I am not at home,But hope she’ll call again some other day.If at my door a beauteous boy be seen,Whose little feet have oft my threshold trod;Thou know’st the offspring of the Cyprian queen,His air, without his bow, bespeak the god.His gentle smiles admittance ever win,Though oft deceived, I prize the fond deluder;Morn, noon, and night be sure to let him inWith welcome—Love is never an intruder.
Thoufaithful guardian of these peaceful walls,Whose jealous care protects thy master’s gate,If any stranger at this mansion calls,I’ll tell thee who shall enter, who shall wait.
Thoufaithful guardian of these peaceful walls,
Whose jealous care protects thy master’s gate,
If any stranger at this mansion calls,
I’ll tell thee who shall enter, who shall wait.
If Fortune (blindfold goddess) chance to knock,Or proud Ambition lure thee to her arms,Shut, shut the door! good John, quick turn the lock,And shield thy master from their syren charms.
If Fortune (blindfold goddess) chance to knock,
Or proud Ambition lure thee to her arms,
Shut, shut the door! good John, quick turn the lock,
And shield thy master from their syren charms.
If sober Wisdom hither deigns to roam,Nor let her in, nor send her quite away;Tell her at present I am not at home,But hope she’ll call again some other day.
If sober Wisdom hither deigns to roam,
Nor let her in, nor send her quite away;
Tell her at present I am not at home,
But hope she’ll call again some other day.
If at my door a beauteous boy be seen,Whose little feet have oft my threshold trod;Thou know’st the offspring of the Cyprian queen,His air, without his bow, bespeak the god.
If at my door a beauteous boy be seen,
Whose little feet have oft my threshold trod;
Thou know’st the offspring of the Cyprian queen,
His air, without his bow, bespeak the god.
His gentle smiles admittance ever win,Though oft deceived, I prize the fond deluder;Morn, noon, and night be sure to let him inWith welcome—Love is never an intruder.
His gentle smiles admittance ever win,
Though oft deceived, I prize the fond deluder;
Morn, noon, and night be sure to let him in
With welcome—Love is never an intruder.