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<p id="id01232"> 1 While with fond rapture and amaze,<br/>
On thy transcendent charms I gaze,<br/>
My cautious soul essays in vain<br/>
Her peace and freedom to maintain:<br/>
Yet let that blooming form divine,<br/>
Where grace and harmony combine,<br/>
Those eyes, like genial orbs that move,<br/>
Dispensing gladness, joy, and love,<br/>
In all their pomp assail my view,<br/>
Intent my bosom to subdue,<br/>
My breast, by wary maxims steel'd,<br/>
Not all those charms shall force to yield.<br/></p>
<p id="id01233"> 2 But when, invoked to Beauty's aid,<br/>
I see the enlighten'd soul display'd;<br/>
That soul so sensibly sedate<br/>
Amid the storms of froward fate,<br/>
Thy genius active, strong, and clear,<br/>
Thy wit sublime, though not severe,<br/>
The social ardour, void of art,<br/>
That glows within thy candid heart;<br/>
My spirits, sense, and strength decay,<br/>
My resolution dies away,<br/>
And, every faculty oppress'd,<br/>
Almighty Love invades my breast!<br/></p>
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