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52 (On his turn his Fear and Joy, The Father’s Cares are center’d in the Boy) To bring rich Presents to the Queen of , And Relicks, rescu’d from the Trojan Fire. A Mantle, wrought with saffron Foliage round; And a stiff Robe, with golden Figures crown’d, Fair ’s Dress, when fir’d with lawless Joy, She left her native Walls to ruin , (Her Mother’s Present in the bridal Hour;) With Gold a shining Sceptre studded o’er, That wont ’s fair Hand to grace, The eldest Nymph of ’s beauteous Race; Her Necklace, strung with Pearls; her Crown, that glows Instar’d with Gems and Gold, in double Rows. To bring the splendid Gifts, without Delay, Swift to the Fleet bends his Way.


 * beauteous in her Breast design’d

New Wiles, and plan’d new Counsels in her Mind, That