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16 Where, gliding thro' his daughter's honour'd shades , The smooth Penéus from his glassy flood Reflects purpureal Tempe's pleasant scene? Fair Tempe! haunt belov'd of sylvan pow'rs, Of nymphs and fawns; where in the golden age They play'd in secret on the shady brink With ancient Pan: while round their choral steps Young hours and genial gales with constant hand Show'r'd blossoms, odours, show'r'd ambrosial dews, And spring's Elysian bloom. Her flow'ry store To thee nor Tempe shall refuse; nor watch Of winged Hydra guard Hesperian fruits From thy free spoil. O bear then, unreprov'd, Thy smiling treasures to the green recess Where young Dione stays. With sweetest airs Intice her forth to lend her angel-form For beauty's honour'd image. Hither turn Thy graceful footsteps; hither, gentle maid, Incline thy polish'd forehead: let thy eyes Effuse the mildness of their azure dawn; And may the fanning breezes waft aside Thy radiant locks, dissolving as it bends With airy softness from the marble neck The cheek fair-blooming, and the rosy lip Where