Sing, gentle maid -- reform my breast, <br />And soften all my care; <br />Thus may I be some moments blest, <br />And easy in despair. <br />The pow'r of Orpheus lives in you; <br />You can the passions of my soul subdue, <br />And tame the lions and the tigers there.<br /><br />Lady Mary Wortley Montagu<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/impromptu-to-a-young-lady-singing/
