With fervent vows t' attend the facrifice;
While rich perfumes from melted gums arise,
To bribe for Phoebe's health the partial fkies.
Forbid it, Love, that fickly blasts confume
The flower of beauty in its tender bloom!
Shall the fo foon to her own heaven retire,
Who gave so oft, yet never felt thy fire?
Who late at fplendid feasts fo graceful fhone,

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By pleafing finiles and numerous conquests known ; Where, 'midst the brightest nymphs, the bore the

prize

From all-from all but her Afteria's eyes.
Behold the maid, who then fecure repell'd
The fhafts of Love, by fainting fickness quell'd !
(As Beauty's goddefs once a wound fuftain'd,
Not from her fon, but from a mortal's hand)
Afteria too forgets her sprightly charms,
And drooping lies within her Phoebe's arms.

Thus in romantic hiftories we read

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Of tournaments by some great prince decreed,.. Where two companion-knights their lances wield With matchlefs force, and win, from all, the field; 25. Till one, o'erheated in the courfe, retires,

And feels within his veins a fever's fires ;

His grieving friend his laurels throws away,
And mourns the dear-bought triumphs of the day.
So ftrict's the union of this tender pair,
What Heaven decrees for one, they both must share.

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* Diomedes.

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Like

Like meeting rivers, in one stream they flow,

And no divided joys or forrows know.

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Not the bright twins, prefer'd in heaven to shine,

Fair Leda's fons, in fuch a league could join.

One foul, as fables tell, by turns fupply'd
That heavenly pair, by turns they liv'd and dy’d:
But thefe have fworn a matchlefs fympathy,
They'll live together, or together die.

When Heaven did at Afteria's birth bestow

Thofe lavish charms, with which the wounds us fo, To form her glorious mind, it did inspire

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A double portion of th' ætherial fire,

That half might afterward be thence convey'd,
To animate that other lovely maid.
Thus native inftinct does their hearts combine,
In knots too clofe for Fortune to untwine.

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So India boasts a tree, that spreads around
Its amorous boughs, which bending reach the ground,
Where taking root again, the branches raise
A fecond tree to meet its fond embrace;
Then fide by fide the friendly neighbours thrive,
Fed by one fap, and in each other live.

Of Phoebe's health we need not fend to know
How Nature ftrives with her invading foe,
What fymptoms good or ill each day arise;
We read thofe changes in Afteria's eyes.
Thus in fome crystal fountain you may spy
The face of Heaven, and the reflected sky,
*Caftor, and Pollux.

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See what black clouds arife, when tempefts lour, 60
And gathering mifts portend a falling fhower,
And when the fun breaks out, with conquering ray
To chace the darkness, and restore the day.

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Such be thy fate, bright maid! from this decline Arife renew'd the charms, and doubly shine! And as that dawning planet was addrest With offer'd incenfe by th' adoring east, So we'll with fongs thy glad recovery greet, The Mufe fhall lay her prefents at thy feet; With open arms, Afteria fhall receive

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The dearest pledge propitious Heaven can give. Fann'd by these winds, your friendship's generous fire Shall burn more bright, and to such heights afpire, The wondering world shall think you from above Come down to teach how happy angels love.

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1.

AME of Dorinda's conquest brought

FAME

The god of love her charms to view;

To wound th' unwary maid he thought,
But foon became her conquest too.

I.

He dropp'd, half drawn, his feeble bow,
He look'd, he rav'd, and sighing pin'd;
And wifh'd in vain he had been now,
As painters falfly draw himfelf, blind.

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III. Dif

IIJ.

Difarm'd, he to his mother flies;
Help, Venus, help the wretched fon!
Who now will pay us facrifice?
For Love himfelf's, alas! undone.

IV.

To Cupid now no lover's prayer
Shall be address'd in suppliant sighs;
My darts are gone, but oh beware,
Fond mortals, of Dorinda's eyes.

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OCTAVIA INDISPOSED.

A Round your couch while fighing lovers view
Wit, beauty, goodness, suffering all in you;

So mournful is the fcene, 'tis hard to tell

Which face betrays the fick, or who is well.

They feel not their own pains, while yours they fhare, Worfe tortur'd now, than lately by defpair.

For bleeding veins a like relief is found,

When iron red-hot by burning ftops the wound.
Grant, Heaven, they cry, this moment our defire,
To fee her well, though we the next expire.

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BEAUTY

BEAUTY AND MUSI C.

YE

I.

E fwains, whom radiant beauty moves,
Or mufic's art with founds divine,

Think how the rapturous charm improves,
Where two fuch gifts celestial join ;

II.

Where Cupid's bow, and Phoebus' lyre,
In the fane powerful hand are found;
Where lovely eyes inflame defire,

While trembling notes are taught to wound.

III.3

Inquire not who's the matchefs fair,

That can this double death bestow :
If young Harmonia's strains you hear,
Or view her eyes, too well you'll know.

CUPID's

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REVIEW.

UPID, furvey thy fhining train around

Of favorite nymphs, for conquest most renown'd ; The lovely warriors that in bright array

Thy power fupport, and propagate thy fway.

Then say what beauteous general wilt thou choose, 5 To lead the fair Brigade against thy rebel foes?

Behold the god advance in comely pride, Arm'd with his bow, his quiver by his fide.

Inferior