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Erect and motionless the stately Trees
Awhile remain, while sleeps each fanning Breeze,
Till from th' Æolian Caves a Blast unbound
Bends their proud Tops, and bids their Boughs resound;
Thus gazing they: till by the Breath of Love
Strongly at length inspir'd, they speak, they move:
With Smiles the Love-sick Virgin he survey'd,
And fondly thus addrest the blooming Maid.

Dismiss, my Fair, my Love, thy Virgin Fear;
'Tis Jason speaks, no Enemy is here!
$\scriptstyle {\left.{\begin{matrix}\ \\\\\ \ \end{matrix}}\right\}\,}$Man, haughty Man, is of obdurate kind,
But Jason bears no proud, inhuman Mind,
By gentlest Manners, softest Arts refin'd.
Whom woud'st thou fly? Stay, lovely Virgin, stay!
Speak every Thought! far hence be Fears away!
Speak! and be Truth in every Accent found!
Dread to deceive! we tread on ^[1]hallow'd Ground.

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1. Temple of Hecate.