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 And petrify—a sullen gloom

Spreading o'er nature's fairest bloom,

The eye links dead, the cold blood streaks,

Incloquent the Frozen checks;

But let benevolence control,

Dilate, and dignify the foul,

The face, illumin'd by the mind,

(Angels are fair becaufe they're kind)

With everwarying grace is found

To beam light, life, and love around.

It tumes the voice, and every tone

Is Philomela's warbled moan.

What colours shall the Muse supply

To paint the phrase less dignity,

The awful, yet engaging mien

or injur'd innocence within.

And concious worth? by heaven's intent

At once their guard and ornament.

So on some meadow's banky side,

Where Flora reigns in artless pride,

The fame rich beam that shews the bloom,

Creates the colour and perfume.

Soon as fair friendship's holy spell

Has taught the little heart to swell,

To ev'ry feature 'twill Supply

A corresponding harmony

Cast the whole countenance anew,

Tho' soft'ning, yet enobling too.

But chief Devetion's hallow'd duties

Mast crown and beautify their beauties;