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Not the same snow, its silent journey done,
More radiant glitters in the rising sun.
O happy Nymph, who could these lays demand,
And claim the care of this immortal hand!
In vain might age thy heavenly form invade,
And o'er thy beauties cast an envious shade:
Waller the place of youth and bloom supplies,
And gives exhaustless lustre to thy eyes;
Each Muse assisting, rifles every grace,
To paint the wonders of thy matchless face.
Thus, when in Greece, divine Apelles strove
To give to earth the radiant Queen of Love,
From each bright Nymph some dazzling charm he took,
This fair one's eyes, and that's resistless look;
Each Beauty, pleas'd, a smile, an air bestows,
Till all the Goddess from the canvass rose.
More radiant glitters in the rising sun.
O happy Nymph, who could these lays demand,
And claim the care of this immortal hand!
In vain might age thy heavenly form invade,
And o'er thy beauties cast an envious shade:
Waller the place of youth and bloom supplies,
And gives exhaustless lustre to thy eyes;
Each Muse assisting, rifles every grace,
To paint the wonders of thy matchless face.
Thus, when in Greece, divine Apelles strove
To give to earth the radiant Queen of Love,
From each bright Nymph some dazzling charm he took,
This fair one's eyes, and that's resistless look;
Each Beauty, pleas'd, a smile, an air bestows,
Till all the Goddess from the canvass rose.
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