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 Discreet withal, nor lov'd to dance, and play, And waste in vain impertinence the day: Secure in innocence, she liv'd unknown, And balk'd the witty censures of the town. There is an inborn Pride, which taints the race; A fair one ne'er could brook a fairer face. To pleasure Venus was her darling care, Nor did thy altars, Cupid, want a share: In vain, alas! the pious virgin strove; No vows the fiery arrows could remove, But she must fall a sacrifice to love. For now the time was come, the solemn day, When annual rites religious Sestians pay To beauty's queen; around with fables spread, She mourns Adonis, fair Adonis dead! Hither in shoals from neighb'ring islands throng, Confus'd, the gay, the grave, the old, the young: