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 ���COUNTESS OP WINCHILSEA 71 �With their Motions may comply ; Gently waving, to express 70 �Unaffected Carelesness: No Perfumes have there a Part, Borrow'd from the Chymists Art; But such as rise from flow'ry Beds, Or the falling Jasmin Sheds! 'Twas the Odour of the Field, Esau's rural Coat did yield, That inspir'd his Father's Pray'r, For Blessings of the Earth and Air: Of Gums, or Pouders had it smelt; 80 �The Supplanter, then unfelt, Easily had been descry'd, For One that did in Tents abide ; For some beauteous Handmaids Joy, And his Mother's darling Boy. Let me then no Fragrance wear, But what the Winds from Gardens bear, In such kind, surprizing Gales, As gather'd from Fidentia's Vales, All the Flowers that in them grew; 90 �Which intermixing, as they flew, In wreathen Garlands dropt agen, On Lucullus, and his Men ; Who, chear'd by the victorious Sight, Trebl'd Numbers put to Flight. Let me, when I must be fine, In such natural Colours shine; Wove, and painted by the Sun, Whose resplendent Rays to shun, When they do too fiercely beat, 100 �Let me find some close Retreat, Where they have no Passage made, Thro' those Windings, and that Shade. ��� �