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III.
Aw'd by your Guardian's dang'rous Pow'r,
At distance trembling we adore;
At distance, once again behold
A Serpent guard the blooming Gold.

IV.
Well pleas'd, and harmless, lo! he lies,
Basks in the Sunshine of your Eyes;
Now twists his Spires, and now unfurls
The gay Confusion of his Curls.

V.
Oh! happy on your Breast to lie,
As that bright ^[1]Star which gilds the Sky,
Who ceasing in the Spheres to shine,
Would, for your Breast, his Heav'n resign.

1. The Scorpion.

VI.