Elegy XVI: He invites his mistress into the country.I'm now at—where my eyes can view,Their old delights, but what I want in you:Here purling streams cut thro' my pleasing bowr's,Adorn my banks, and raise my drooping flow'rs;Here trees with bending fruit in order stand,Invite my eye, and tempt my greedy hand;But half the pleasure of enjoyment's gone;Since I must pluck them single and alone;Why could not nature's kindness first contrive,That faithful lovers should like spirits live,Mix'd in one point and yet divided lie,Enjoying an united liberty?But since we must thro' distant regions go,Why was not the same way design'd for two?One single care determined still for both,And the kind virgin join'd the loving youth?Then should I think it pleasant way to go