Odes 1.30 (Creech): O Venus

KInd Venus leave the Paphian Isle,
And live with Glycera a while;
A noble Temple she prepares,
With Incense sweet thine Altars smoak,
Thy presence numerous Vows invoak;
She calls Thee with a thousand Prayers.

The Graces with their Zones unloos'd,
The Nymphs their beauties all expos'd
From every Spring, and every Plain;
Thy powerful, hot, and winged Boy,
And Youth that's dull without thy joy,
And Mercury compose thy Train.