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40  Preſuming longer to reſiſt, His very name Diſcretion must diſclaim, Folly and Madneſs only would perſiſt. , tune thy lyre; begin, my Muſe! What nymph, what queen, what goddeſs, wilt thou chuse? Whoſe praises ſing? what charmer’s name Tranſmit immortal down to fame? Strike, ſtrike thy ſtrings; let Echo take the ſound, And bear it far, to all the mountains round; Pindus again ſhall hear, again rejoice, And Hæmus too, as when th’ enchanting voice Os tuneful Orpheus charm’d the grove, Taught oaks to dance, and made the cedars move.

Nor Venus nor Diana will we name; Mira is Venus and Diana too; All that was feign’d of them apply’d to her is true: Then ſing, my Muſe! let Mira be our theme. As when the ſhepherds would a garland make, They ſearch with care the fragrant meadows round, Plucking but here and there, and only take The choiceſt flowers, with which ſome nymph is crown’d; In framing Mira, ſo divinely fair Nature has taken the ſame care;