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 She ask'd the wily sylvan to explain The various motions of the splendid train; With eager heart she caught the winning lore, And thought ev'n Mars less hateful than before; "What spell," said she, "deceiv'd my careless mind? "The god was fair, and I was most unkind." She spoke, and saw the changing faun assume A milder aspect, and a fairer bloom; His wreathing horns, that from his temples grew, Flow'd down in curls of bright celestial hue; The dappled hairs, that veil'd his loveless face, Blaz'd into beams, and show'd a heavenly grace; The shaggy hide, that mantled o'er his breast, Was soften'd to a smooth transparent vest, That through its folds his vigorous bosom show'd, And nervous limbs, where youthful ardour glow'd: (Had Venus view'd him in those blooming charms, Not Vulcan's net had forc'd her from his arms.) With goatlike feet no more he mark'd the ground, But braided flowers his silken sandals bound. the dryad blush'd; and, as he press'd her, smil'd, Whilst all his cares one tender glance beguil'd.