The Shape alone let others prize,
The Features of the Fair;
I look for Spirit in her Eyes,
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I.
Meek honor, female shame,
O! whither, sweetest offspring of the sky,
From Albion dost thou fly;
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I.
To-night retir'd the queen of heaven
With young Endymion stays:
And now to Hesper is it given
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From pompous life's dull masquerade,
From Pride's pursuits, and Passion's war,
Far, my Cordelia, very far,
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Thrice hath the spring beheld thy faded fame
Since I exulting grasp'd the tuneful shell:
Eager through endless years to sound thy name,
Proud that my memory with thine should dwell.
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I.
With sordid floods the wintry Urn
Hath stain'd fair Richmond's level green:
Her naked hill the Dryads mourn,
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I.
Of all the springs within the mind
Which prompt her steps in fortune's maze,
From none more pleasing aid we find
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I.
Queen of my songs, harmonious maid,
Ah why hast thou withdrawn thy aid?
Ah why forsaken thus my breast
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I.
Whither did my fancy stray?
By what magic drawn away
Have I left my studious theme?
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I. 1.
For toils which patriots have endur'd,
For treason quell'd and laws secur'd,
In every nation Time displays
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