Of native blush and rofy dye

Time has her cheek bereft,

Which makes the prudent nymph supply
With paint th' injurious theft.

Her sparkling eyes she still retains,

And teeth, in good repair,

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She has few faults but what fhe knows,

And can with skill disguise.

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Whom the refufes the treats ftill With fo much fweet behaviour, That her refufal, thro' her skill, Looks almoft like a favour.

Since the this foftness can exprefs To thofe whon fhe rejects,

She must be very fond, you'll guess

Of fuch whom fhe affects.

But here our Doris far outgoes

All that her fex have done;

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Or by experience bought.

But who o'er night obtain'd her grace, She can next day difown,

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And ftare upon the ftrange man's face

As one the ne'er had known.

So well the can the truth disguise,

Such artful wonder frame,
The lover or diftrufts his eyes,
Or thinks 'twas all a dream.

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Some cenfure this as lewd and low, Who are to bounty blind;

For to forget what we beftow

Befpeaks a noble mind.

Doris our thanks nor afks nor needs,

For all her favours done

From her love flows, as light proceeds
Spontaneous from the fun.

On one or other still her fires

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A HYMN TO HARMONY.

IN HONOUR OF

ST. CECILIA'S DAY, MDCCI.

SET TO MUSICK BY MR. JOHN ECCLES.

I.

HARMONY! to thee we fing,

To thee the grateful tribute bring

Of facred verfe and fweet refounding lays,

Thy aid invoking while thy pow'r we praise.
All hail to thee

All-pow'rful Harmony!

Wife Nature owns thy undifputed fway,

Her wondrous works refigning to thy care;

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The planetary orbs thy rule obey,
And tuneful roll unerring in their way,

Thy voice informing each melodious sphere.

"All hail to thee

CHORUS.

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66 All-pow'rful Harmony!"

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Thy voice, O Harmony! with awful found
Could penetrate th' abyss profound,

Explore th' realms of ancient Night,

And search the living source of unborn light.
Confufion heard thy voice and fled,

And Chaos deeper plung'd his vanquish'd head.
Then didst thou, Harmony! give birth
To this fair form of heav'n and earth;
Then all those shining worlds above
In myftick dance began to move

Around the radiant sphere of central fire,

A never-ceasing never-filent choir.

CHORUS.

"Confufion heard thy voice and fled,

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"And Chaos deeper plung'd his vanquish'd head.”

III.

Thou only, Goddess! first couldft tell

The mighty charms in Numbers found,
And didft to heav'nly minds reveal
The fecret force of tuneful found.
When firft Cyllenius form'd the lyre,
Thou didst the god inspire;

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When first the vocal fhell he ftrung,

To which the Mufes fung,

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Then first the Mufes fung; melodious ftrains Apolle

And mufick first begun by thy aufpicious aid. [play'd, Hark, hark! again Urania fings;

Again Apollo ftrikes the trembling strings;

And fee! the lift'ning deities around

Attend infatiate, and devour the found.

CHORUS.

"Hark, hark! again Urania fings;

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Again Apollo ftrikes the trembling ftrings; "And fee! the lift'ning deities around

"Attend infatiate, and devour the found."

IV.

Defcend, Urania! heav'nly fair!

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While Reafon, ftill by hopes or fears betray'd,

Too late advances or too foon retreats.

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Mufick alone with fudden charms can bind

The wand'ring fenfe, and calm the troubled mind.

CHORUS.

"Mufick alone with fudden charms can bind

"The wand'ring fenfe, and calm the troubled mind."