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Charms, such as hers, inimitably great,
He only can express, that can create.
Cou'dst thou extract the Whiteness of the Snow,
Or of its Colours rob the heav'nly Bow,
Yet would her Beauty triumph o'er thy Skill,
Lovely in thee, herself more lovely still!
He only can express, that can create.
Cou'dst thou extract the Whiteness of the Snow,
Or of its Colours rob the heav'nly Bow,
Yet would her Beauty triumph o'er thy Skill,
Lovely in thee, herself more lovely still!
Thus in the limpid Fountain we descry
The faint Resemblance of the glitt'ring Sky;
Another Sun displays his lessen'd Beams,
Another Heav'n adorns th' enlightned Streams;
But tho' the Scene be fair, yet high above
Th' exalted Skies in nobler Beauties move;
There the true Heav'n's eternal Lamps display
A Deluge of inimitable Day.
The faint Resemblance of the glitt'ring Sky;
Another Sun displays his lessen'd Beams,
Another Heav'n adorns th' enlightned Streams;
But tho' the Scene be fair, yet high above
Th' exalted Skies in nobler Beauties move;
There the true Heav'n's eternal Lamps display
A Deluge of inimitable Day.
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