James Oswald
(1710 - 1769)

Jove, when he saw my Fanny's face
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A song most probably written for performance at Vauxhall.
Lyrics: Frances Perrott

Jove, when he saw my Fanny's face,
Which wondrous passion moved,
Forgot the care of human race,
And found at last he loved.
Then to the god of soft desire
His suit he thus addressed:
"I Fanny love with mutual fire;
O touch her tender breast."

"Your sighs are hopeless," Cupid cries,
"I loved the maid before;"
"What, rival me" the pow'r replies,
"Whom gods and men adore?"
He grasped the bolt, he shook the springs
Of his imperial throne,
While Cupid waved his rosy wings,
And in a breath was gone.

O'er earth and seas the godhead flew,
But still no shelter found;
For as he fled his dangers grew,
And light'ning flashed around.
At last his trembling fear impels
His flight to Fanny's eyes,
Where happy safe and pleased he dwells,
Nor minds his native skies.