Enraptur'd I gaze

F. Hopkinson

Enraptur'd I gaze when my Delia is by,

And drink the sweet poison of love from her eye;

I feel the soft passion pervade ev'ry part

And pleasure unusual plays round my fond heart.

I hear her sweet voice, and am charm'd with her song;

I think I could hear her sweet voice all day long;

My senses, enchanted, are lost in delight

When Love and soft Music their raptures unite.

Beyond all expression my Delia I love,

My heart is so fix'd that it never can rove;

When I see her I think 'tis an angel I see,

And the charms of her mind are a heaven to me.