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He flew all round Till Colip he found. Then perch’d on his hand with the prize. Whofe heart while he reads. With tendernefs bleeds, For the Pigeon that flutters and dies.

The BIRD A NEW SONG.

THE bird that hears her neftling fong, and flies abroad lor food, Returns impatient through the fky, to nurfe her callew brood. The tender mother knows no joy, but bodes a thoufand harms, And frekens for the darling boy, while abfent from her arms.

Such fondnefs with impatience join’d, my faithful bofom fire, Nor force'd to leave my fair behind, the Queen of my defires The powers of veffe too languid prove, all fmiles are vain, To fhew how ardently I love, or to relieve my pain.

The faint with ardent zeal infpir’d, for heaven and joys divine. The faint is not with rapture fir'd anore pure, more warm than mine, I take what liberty I dare, twere impious to fay more;,