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<HEAD>The conquering Virgin: OR, <HI>The Maiden Triumph;</HI></HEAD>
<OPENER>To an excellent new Air.</OPENER>
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<P>This may be Printed,</P>
<CLOSER><SIGNED>R. P.</SIGNED></CLOSER>
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<HEAD>I.</HEAD>
<L>WE all to Conquering Beauty bow,</L>
<L>it's plea&s;ing Powers admire;</L>
<L>But I ne'er &s;aw a Face till now,</L>
<L>that like yours could in&s;pire;</L>
<L>Now I may &s;ay I met with one,</L>
<L>amazes all Mankind;</L>
<L>And like Men gazing on the Sun,</L>
<L>with too much light am blind.</L>
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<HEAD>II.</HEAD>
<L>Soft as the tender moving &s;ighs,</L>
<L>when longing Lovers meet;</L>
<L>Like the Divining Prophets Wife,</L>
<L>and like blown Ro&s;es &s;weet;</L>
<L>Maje&s;tick gay, re&s;erv'd yet free</L>
<L>each happy Night a Bride;</L>
<L>A Mean like awful Maje&s;ty,</L>
<L>and yet no &s;park of Pride.</L>
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<HEAD>III.</HEAD>
<L>The Patriarch to gain a VVife</L>
<L>cha&s;t, beautiful and young;</L>
<L>Serv'd fourteen years a painful life,</L>
<L>and never thought it long;</L>
<L>And were I to reward &s;uch Care,</L>
<L>and life &s;o long would &s;tay,</L>
<L>Not fourteen, but four hundred years,</L>
<L>and think it as one day.</L>
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<HEAD>IV.</HEAD>
<L>Thy Virgin-Innocence does move</L>
<L><HI>Diana</HI>'s beauteous Train;</L>
<L>And make them both admire and Love</L>
<L>like &s;ome re&s;i&s;tle&s;s &s;wain:</L>
<L>I had re&s;olv'd no charming Art</L>
<L>&s;hould e'er my mind &s;ubdue,</L>
<L>But <HI>Strephon</HI>'s tender yielding Heart,</L>
<L>owns <HI>Cupid</HI>'s Power in you.</L>
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<HEAD>V.</HEAD>
<L>As when the <HI>Indian</HI> fir&s;t does &s;py</L>
<L>the dawning of the Fight</L>
<L>It Captivates his wondring Eye</L>
<L>&s;o charming is the &s;ight,</L>
<L>But as the morning grows more bright,</L>
<L>his plea&s;ure &s;till encrea&s;e,</L>
<L>Untill the &s;ullen &s;able night,</L>
<L>do's cau&s;e tho&s;e Joys to cea&s;e.</L>
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<HEAD>VI.</HEAD>
<L>Let us upon &s;oft &s;ilken Flowers</L>
<L>enjoy our bloom and prime,</L>
<L>And &s;weetly pa&s;s away tho&s;e hours,</L>
<L>that glide away with Time;</L>
<L>The light-foot minuits will not &s;tay,</L>
<L>and Lovers hours are few;</L>
<L>My faire&s;t then do not delay,</L>
<L>but give great Love his Due.</L>
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<LG>
<HEAD>VII.</HEAD>
<L>Thy Blu&s;hes and each charming Grace,</L>
<L>that can &s;o &s;weetly plea&s;e,</L>
<L>And all the Beauties of thy Face</L>
<L>were made for Lovers Ea&s;e;</L>
<L>To recompence that re&s;tle&s;s Pains,</L>
<L>tho&s;e Torments and tho&s;e Fears,</L>
<L>Tho&s;e Sighs, (of which we all complain)</L>
<L>in our mo&s;t happy years.</L>
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<HEAD>VIII.</HEAD>
<L>Then faire&s;t Nymph let <HI>Strephon</HI> find</L>
<L>the Plea&s;ures of thy Arms,</L>
<L>Be like a beauteous Godde&s;s kind,</L>
<L>and yield me all thy Charms;</L>
<L>The Plea&s;ures of the Gods above,</L>
<L>I will not envy then,</L>
<L>Such are the mighty Joys of Love,</L>
<L>ordain'd for Happy Men.</L>
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<P>Printed for <HI>P. Brooksby,</HI> at the Golden Ball in <HI>Pye-Corner.</HI></P>
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