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When Heaven had You and gracious Anna * made, What more exalted beauty could it add?Having no nobler images in store, It but kept up to these, nor could do more Than copy well what it had fram'd before. If in dear Burghley's generous face we see Obliging truth and handsome honesty:With all that work! of charms, which soon will mort

Reverence in men, and in the fair-ones love:His every grace, his fair descent assures, He has his mother's beauty, me has yours iIf every Cecil's face had every charm, That thought can fancy, or that Heaven can form;Their beauties all become your beauty's due, They are all fair, because they 're all like vou.

If every Ca'ndish great and charming look;From you that air, from you the charms they took. In their each limb, your image is exprest; But on their brow sirm courage stands consest;There, their great father, by a strong increase, Adds strength to beauty, and compleats the piece

Thus still your beauty, in your sons, we view,

Wicssen seven times. one great persection drew;Whoever fat, the picture still is you.

So when the parent-fun, with genial beams,
Has animated many goodly gems,
He sees himself improv'd, while every stone,
With a resembling light, reflects a fun.

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So when great Rhea many births had given,
Such as might govern earth, and people heaven;
Her glory grew diffus'd, and, fuller known,
She saw the Deity in every son:
And to what God soe'er men altars rais'd,
Honouring the offspring, they the mother prais'd.

In short-liv'd charms let others place their joys.
Which sickness blasts, and certain age destroys:
Your stronger beauty Time can ne'er deface,
'Tis still renew'd, and stamp'd in all your race.

Ah! Wiessen, had thy art been so resin'd,
As with their beauty to have drawn their mind:
Through circling years thy labours would survive,
And living rules to fairest virtue give,
To men unborn and ages yet to live:
'Twould still be wonderful, and still be new,
Against what time, or spite, or fate, could do;
Till thine confus'd with Nature's pieces lie,
And Cavendish's name and Cecil's honour die.

A FABLE, from PHÆDRUS.
To the Author of the Medley, 1710.

rT"*HE Fox an actor's vizard found,
-*. And peer'd, and selt, and turn'd it round:Then threw it in contempt away,
And thus old Phaedrus heard him fay;
"What noble part canst thou sustain,
"Thou specious head without a brain?"

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Love disarmed. Page 105

Cloe hunting. 107

Cupid and Ganymede. 108

Cupid mistaken. 111

Venus mistaken. ibid.

A Song. Ji*

The Dove. "J

A Lover's Anger. '* 118

Mercury and Cupid. 119

On Beauty: a Riddle. lit

The Question: to Lisetta. 123

Lisetta's Reply. ibid.

The Garland. 124.

The Lady who ossers her Looking-glass to

Venus. 126

Cloe Jealous. ibid.

Answer to Cloe Jealous, in the fame Style; the

Author sick. 118

A better Answer. 129

Pallas and Venus: an Epigram. 130

To a young Gentleman in Love. A Tale. 131

An English Padlock. 134

Hans Carvel. 137

A Dutch Proverb. 142

Paulo Purganti and his Wise. ibid.

The Ladle. 14S

Written at Paris, 1700, in the Beginning of

Robe's Geography. 154 Written in the Beginning of Mezeray's History of

France. 155

Written

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