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''With lenient arts extend a mother's breath. ''

HEN blooming beauty in the noon of power, While offer'd joys demand each prightly hour, With all that pomp of charms and winning mien Which ure to conquer needs but to be een; When he, whoe name the oftet love inpires, To the huh'd chamber of dieafe retires