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THE FRENCH OF CARDINAL DE BERNIS. 



Oweet ROSE, Aurora's early care, 



Gay pride of Flora's reign, 

 See hov'ring Zephyrs fan the air, 



Thy balmy kiss to gain. 



Say shall we greet the smiling hour, 



Or wish that hour delay 'd, 

 Which dooms thee happy, hapless, flow'r, 



To flourish, and to fade? 



Come then, and on my Chloes breast 

 Expand thy loveliest bloom; 



On such an iv'ry throne too blest, 

 Too blest with such a tomb! 



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And while you all her charms adorn, 

 Assert thy cause and mine\ 



At ev'ry rival point the thorn, 

 And guard that breast divine. 



Cupid, his own sweet couch to deck, 



Shall all his art supply ; 

 Teach thee to shade her lovely neck, 



Yet guide a lover's eye : 



And fadi?ig warn a Nymph so coy, 

 Ere Time impairs her charms, 



" To crown his fleeting hours with joy, 

 And bless her Lover's arms." 





George Morland. 



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