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Juno barren, in unfruitful joys Our Britiſh Jove his nuptial hours employs: So Fate ordains, that all our hopes may be, And all our proſpect, gallant York! in thee.
 * By the ſame wish aſpiring queens are led,

Each languiſhing, to mount his royal bed; His youth, his wiſdom, and his early fame, Create in ev’ry breaſt a rival flame: Remoteſt kings ſit trembling on their thrones, As if no diſtance could ſecure their crowns; Fearing his valour, wiſely they contend To bribe with beauty ſo renown’d a friend: Beauty the price, there need no other arts; Love is the ſureſt bait for heroes’ hearts; Nor can the fair conceal as high concern To ſee the prince for whom, unſeen, they burn.
 * Brave York! attending to the gen’ral voice,

At length reſolves to make the wiſh’d-for choice;