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New forms arise, and different views engage, Superfluous lags the veteran on the stage, Till pitying Nature signs the last release, And bids afflicted worth retire to peace. But few there are whom hours like these


Who set unclouded in the gulphs of Fate. From Lydia's monarch should the search de- scend,

By Solon caution'd to regard his end, In life's last scene what prodigies surprise, Fears of the brave, and follies of the wise ! From Marlborough's eyes the streams of dot- age flow, And Swift expires, a driveller and a show.

The teeming mother, anxious for her race, Begs for each birth the fortune of a face ; Yet Vane could tell what ills from beauty

spring ; And Sedley cursed the form that pleased a


Ye nymphs of rosy lips and radiant eyes, Whom Pleasure keeps too busy to be wise ; Whom joys with soft varieties invite, By day the frolic, and the dance by night ; Who frown with vanity, who smile with art, And ask the latest fashion of the heart ; What care, what rules, your heedless charms shall save,

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