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 Unboastful Maid! tho' now the pale
 * Transparent grace thy beauties meek;

Yet ere again along the impurpling vale,
 * The purpling vale and elfin-haunted grove,

Young Zephyr his fresh flowers profusely throws,
 * We'll tinge with livelier hues thy cheek;

And, haply, from the nectar-breathing Extract a for !