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Languidiùs Vox illa, argutiùs illa sonabat, .
Altera inops artis, nimis altera prodiga visa est;
Nec placuere mihi numeri, nifi funderet Abra.
Sola melos: Sociis prælata, infignior ibat;
Nec tenuis nitidos comitata est gloria cultus.
Arctiùs ut crines cohibebat splendida Vitta,
Pulcrior emicuit contractæ gratia frontis;
Utque tumescebant nive candidiora, Pyropi
Pectora vicini commendavere rubores :
Baccatæ armillæ teretes auxere lacertos,
Et varii varium decus incendere lapilli.
Quin magis ut placuit, magis hinc ftudiofa placendi
Gratior effulfit radiantis conscia formæ.'

Jam tandem veteris repetita opprobria flammæli
Respicere à tergo poteram & culpata fateri: ..
Saucia corda libet paulùm lenire viciffim,
Conceptofque fovere aftris melioribus ignes.
Quid (dixi) ferat Abra mali? quæ causa timoris?
Tam tenera insultare poteft? tam blandula lædet?
Unquamne ambivit quidquam nifi poffe placere?
Deliciis fruar illæsus, facilemque recessum

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Too flat I-thought This Voice, and That too shrill;
One show'd too much, and one, too little Skill:
Nor could my Soul approve the Mufic's Tone;
'Till all was hush'd, and A BRA sung alone.
Fairer She seem'd, diftinguish'd from the rest;
And better Mein disclos'd, as better drest.

A bright Tiara round her Forehead ty'd, · To jufter Bounds confin'd it's rising Pride:

The blushing Ruby on her snowy Breaft,
Render'd it's panting Whiteness more confess’d;
Bracelets of Pearl gaye Roundess to her Arm;
And ev'ry Gem augmented ev'ry Charm.
Her Senses pleas’d, her Beauty still improv'd:
And She more lovely grew, as more belov'd.

And now I could behold, ayow, and blame
The several Follies of my former Flame;
Willing my Heart for Recompence to prove
The certain Joys that lye in prosp'rous Love.
For what, said I, from ABRA can I fear,
Too humble to insult, too soft to be severe?
The Dam’sel's sole Ambition is to please :
With Freedom I may like, and quit with Ease:

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Inyeniam; fine fraude animum folabitur Abra,
Et Pax alma semel comitem sese addet amori.

iniquæ
Magne Deus, quam cæcus Homo est! quam fortis
Ludibrium infelix; laqueos fibi tendere natus !
Viribus heu! noftris nimiùm confidimus; hoftis
Nec fatis infidias adversaque tela cavemus: . :
Altiùs inflatas ventosa fuperbia mentes
Attollit, vanoque incendit amore placendi.
Summa Voluptatis temerè per labra vagamur,
Dum revocare licet vestigia : nulla peric'li
Securos terret facies; frænifque remiffis
Nos ubicunque rapi ventis præbemus & undæ.
Florifero deinde in prato aut viridante sub umbra
Lascivè fufi languentia membra, repletos
Inter Crateras, variéque nitentia serta,
Æquora ridentes volvi propiora yidemus :
Dum tandem erumpens violentior ingruit Æftus,
Turbidus immiscet terramque & Sydera nimbus;
Præcipitefque per Oceani fpatia ampla rotati
Vexamur sero malè credula corda dolore:
Se circum capita agglomerant pereuntia fluctus,
Mærentique oculo tellus contracta recedit.

O la[SI] She fooths, but never can enthrall my Mind: Why may not Peace and Love for once be join'd?

Great Heav'n! how frail thy Creature Man is mrade! How by Himself infenfibly betray'd! In our own Strength unhappily secure, Too little cautious of the adverse Pow'r; And by the Blaft of Self-opinion mov'd, We wish to charm, and seek to be belov’d. On Pleasure’s flowing Brink We idly stray, Masters as yet of our returning Way: Seeing no Danger, We disarm our Mind; And give our Conduct to the Waves and Wind: Then in the flow'ry Mead, or verdant Shade To wanton Dalliance negligently laid, We weave the Chaplet, and We crown the Bowl; And smiling see the nearer Waters roll; 'Till the strong Gufts of raging Paffion rise; 'Till the dire Tempest mingles Earth and Skies; And swift into the boundless Ocean born, Our foolish Confidence too late We mourn: Round our devoted Heads the Billows beat; And from our troubled View the lefsen'd Lands retreat. O latè dominator Amor! tua fceptra latentem Quà tutum exquiret Pectus mortale recefsum? Quas paret Ingenium oppofitas tot fraudibus artes? Quæ varias aperire poteft Sapientia formas Infidiis veftris ritè inservire paratas, Cum miseros fæyo meditaris perdere ludo?

Nympha superba hodie, jactans se, pulcra nocendi Arma palam induitur, belloque lacefsit inermes: Elato vultu incessuque patet Dea: ftat mens Inconcuffa, ferox, erectaque cafibus, audet Spernere terrena, & fati ridere furorem.

Interea scuto præcordia septa virili Claudentes, dum non inhonefta Superbia munit; Ducimur egregiæ laudis muliebria Gefta . . Mirari, noftræ virtutis imagine capti. Quæ placuiffe poteft, facili dulcedine vincet; Quos hodie incendit, cras sub juga mittet amantes. Vitra oculis Ratio prætendere fida videtur; Quàm fallax! Formæ quàm incerta resultat Imago! Mirantes animum, & perculfi luminis igne, Dum Nymphæ canimus laudes, fperamus amores.

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