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Not that the Nations dread thy nod,
And Princes reverence thee their earthly God.
Even on a Monarch's solitude
Care the black Spectre will intrude,
The bowl brief pleasure can bestow
The Purple cannot shield from Woe.
But King of Persia thou art blest,
For Heaven who rais'd thee thus the world above
Has made thee happy in Apame's love!
And Princes reverence thee their earthly God.
Even on a Monarch's solitude
Care the black Spectre will intrude,
The bowl brief pleasure can bestow
The Purple cannot shield from Woe.
But King of Persia thou art blest,
For Heaven who rais'd thee thus the world above
Has made thee happy in Apame's love!
Oh! I have seen his fond looks trace
Each angel feature of her face.
Rove o'er her form with eager eye,
And sigh and gaze, and gaze and sigh.
Lo! from his brow with mimic frown,
Apame takes the sacred crown;
Her faultless form, her lovely face
Add to the diadem new grace:
And subject to a Woman's laws
Darius sees and smiles applause!
Each angel feature of her face.
Rove o'er her form with eager eye,
And sigh and gaze, and gaze and sigh.
Lo! from his brow with mimic frown,
Apame takes the sacred crown;
Her faultless form, her lovely face
Add to the diadem new grace:
And subject to a Woman's laws
Darius sees and smiles applause!
