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THE POEMS
Then rais'd sublimely on her easy throne,
From Nature's powerful dictates draws her own.
Let those love now, who never lov'd before;
Let those who always lov'd, now love the more.

'Twas on that day which saw the teeming flood
Swell round, impregnate with celestial blood;
Wandering in circles stood the finny crew,
The midst was left a void expanse of blue;
There parent Ocean work'd with heaving throes,
And dropping wet the fair Dione rose.
Let those love now, who never lov'd before;
Let those who always lov'd, now love the more.

She paints the purple year with varied show,
Tips the green gem, and makes the blossom glow;[1]


  1. Cras Dione dicit, jura fulta sublimi throno.
    Cras amet, qui numquam amavit; quique
    amavit, cras amet.
    Tunc liquore de superno, spumeo ponti e globo,
    Cærulas inter catervas, inter et bipedes equos,
    Fecit undantem Dionen de maritis imbribus.
    Cras amet, qui numquam amavit; quique
    amavit, cras amet.
    Ipsa gemmis purpurantem pingit annum floribus,
    Ipsa surgentes papillas de Favoni spiritu