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Poetry.
POETRY.
BEAUTY .
AN ODE . BEAUTY , of celestial frame , Smiling still , and still the same , Ever fresh and blooming found , Decks the wide creation round . Let the quick aspiring eye
View her in the spangled sky , View her when by night she plays , Silver'd o ' er with CTNTHIA ' S rays , See , in rosy garments drest , How she beautifies the East , And , on purple pinions borne , Smiles auspicious on the morn .
View her in her ev ' ry grace , Painting earth ' s extended face , Flow ' ry meads , and silver rills , Humble vales , and haughty hills . When the winds are lnlPd asleep , View her on the azure deep : When the sunny sky is clear ,
, See her charms in heav ' n appear . See her , in a summer ' s day , Fann'd by zephyrs , frisk and play ; From each grove her songsters hear , Warbling raptures to the ear . View'd in nature ' s mighty whole ,
Jove himself the quiclc ' ning soul , Charms below , around , above , Raise our wonder , and our lore . But if all her charms you'd see Join'd in one epitonie ; If you'd gaze on ev ' ry grace , View a lovely female face :
There you'll find , and there alone , Beauty smiling on her throne ; There her brightest glories shine , All collected , all divine . Tell me , youth , and tell me true , Can you there her graces view ? Proof against them can you prove , View , and yet forbear to love ?
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Poetry.
POETRY.
BEAUTY .
AN ODE . BEAUTY , of celestial frame , Smiling still , and still the same , Ever fresh and blooming found , Decks the wide creation round . Let the quick aspiring eye
View her in the spangled sky , View her when by night she plays , Silver'd o ' er with CTNTHIA ' S rays , See , in rosy garments drest , How she beautifies the East , And , on purple pinions borne , Smiles auspicious on the morn .
View her in her ev ' ry grace , Painting earth ' s extended face , Flow ' ry meads , and silver rills , Humble vales , and haughty hills . When the winds are lnlPd asleep , View her on the azure deep : When the sunny sky is clear ,
, See her charms in heav ' n appear . See her , in a summer ' s day , Fann'd by zephyrs , frisk and play ; From each grove her songsters hear , Warbling raptures to the ear . View'd in nature ' s mighty whole ,
Jove himself the quiclc ' ning soul , Charms below , around , above , Raise our wonder , and our lore . But if all her charms you'd see Join'd in one epitonie ; If you'd gaze on ev ' ry grace , View a lovely female face :
There you'll find , and there alone , Beauty smiling on her throne ; There her brightest glories shine , All collected , all divine . Tell me , youth , and tell me true , Can you there her graces view ? Proof against them can you prove , View , and yet forbear to love ?