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Rh ::Q. A visage fair,
 * And voice as rare,

Affording pleasant charms;
 * Which is with us
 * Most ominous,

Presaging future harms.

A. A Mermaid, which betokens destruction to Mariners.

By sparks of fine lawn
 * I am lustily drawn.

But not in a chariot or coach:
 * I fly, in a word,
 * More swift than a bird,

That does the green forest approach.

A. An Arrow drawn in a Bow by a Gentleman Archer.

Q. My skin is black, my blood is sweet.
 * My heart resembles wood,

In which there's something may be eat,
 * Tho' not exceeding good.

Q. My