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Nor at first fight, like most, admires the fair
you he lives; and you alone shall share His last affection, as his early care.
Befides, he's lovely far above the rest,
But what should moft excite a mutual flame,
Your rural cares, and pleasures are the fame: 95
Shake the light bloffoms from their blasted boughs!
Haec ubi nequicquam formas Deus aptus in
Edidit; in juvenem rediit: et anilia demit
Qualis ubi oppofitas nitidiffima folis imago 115
Vimque parat: fed vi non eft opus; inque figura Capta Dei Nympha eft, et mutua vulnera fentit.
This when the various God had urg'd in vain,
Difpels the darkness, and reveals the day.