Beauty whose soft magnetic chains
Nor time not absence can untie,
Thy power the narrow bound disdains 
Of Nature or Philosophy;
Thou canst by unconfined laws
A motion, though at distance; cause. 

Drawn by the powerful Influence
Of thy bright eyes, I back return;
And since I nowhere can dispense
With flames that do in absence burn,
I rather choose 'twixt them t'expire,
Then languish in a hidden fire.

But if thou th’ insulting pride
Of vulgar beauties dost despise,
Who by vain triumphs deified
Their votaries do sacrifice,
Then let those flames, whose magic charm
At distance scorch'd, approach'd, but warm.