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At length he bellow'd in a Rage,

This Hair will take me up an Age.

This take an Age, the Husband fwore,
Z- ds Betty has five hundred more.
More! Take your Bond, quoth Pug; adieu,
'Tis Lofs of Time to ply for you.

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GENTLEMAN

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WHO

Corrected fome Verses for me.

F e'er my humble Mufe melodious fings,

'Tis when you animate and tune her Strings;

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If e'er fhe mounts, 'tis when youPlume her Wings.
You, like the Sun, your glorious Beams difplay,,
Deal to the darkest Orb a friendly Ray,
And cloath it with the Luftre of the Day.

Mean was the Piece, unelegantly wrought, The Colours faint, irregular the Draught!

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But

But your commanding Touch, your nicer Art,
Rais'd ev'ry Stroke, and brighten'd ev'ry Part.
So when Luke drew the Rudiments of Man,
An Angel finish'd what the Saint began;
His wondrous Pencil dipt in heav'nly Dyes
Gave Beauty to theFace,andLightning to the Eyes.

Confus'd it lay a rough unpolish'd Mafs, You gave the Royal Stamp, and made it pass; Hence ev'n Deformity a Beauty grew,

[you. She pleas'd, fhe charm'd,but pleas'd and charm'd by Tho' like Prometheus I the Image frame, You give the Life, and bring the heav'nly Flame Thus when the Nile diffus'd his watry Train In streams of Plenty o'er the fruitful Plain Unfhapen Forms, the Refuse of the Flood, ffu'd imperfect from the Teeming Mud.

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But the great Source and Parent of the Day, Fashion'd the Creature, and inform'd the Clay.

Weak of her felf, my Muse forbears her flight, Views her own lowness, and Parnaffus height; But when you aid her Song, and deign to Nod,

[God.

She spreads a bolder Wing, and feels the present
So the Cumaan Prophetefs was dumb,

Blind to the future, and Events to come.
But when Apollo in her Breast abode,

She heav'd, the fwell'd, fhe felt the rushing God.
Then Accents more than mortal from her broke,
And what the God infpir'd the Priestess spoke.

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