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Dona præentis rape lœtus horæ ac Linque evera.

! if thy oft controul Can ooth the icknes of the oul, Can bid the warring paions ceae, And breathe the calm of tender peace, ! I bles thy gentle way, And ever, ever will obey.

&emsp;But if thou com't with frown autere To nure the brood of care and fear; To bid our weetet paions die, And leave us in their room a igh; O