Several Occasions.
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Forsook her Father, and her native Plain,
And stem'd the Tumults of the surging Main;
Yet the stern Sire relented, and forgave
The Maid, whose only Crime it was to save:
Ev'n the just Gods forgave: and now on high
A star she shines, and beautifies the Sky:
What Blessings then shall righteous Heav'n decree
For all our Heroes sav'd, and sav'd by Thee?
Heav'n gave thee not to kill, so soft an Air,
And Cruelty sure never look'd so fair!
And stem'd the Tumults of the surging Main;
Yet the stern Sire relented, and forgave
The Maid, whose only Crime it was to save:
Ev'n the just Gods forgave: and now on high
A star she shines, and beautifies the Sky:
What Blessings then shall righteous Heav'n decree
For all our Heroes sav'd, and sav'd by Thee?
Heav'n gave thee not to kill, so soft an Air,
And Cruelty sure never look'd so fair!
He ceas'd, but left so charming on her Ear
His Voice, that listn'ing still she seem'd to hear;
Her Eye to Earth she bends with modest Grace,
And Heav'n in Smiles is open'd in her Face.
A Glance she steals; but rosy Blushes spread
O'er her fair Cheek, and then the drops her Head;
His Voice, that listn'ing still she seem'd to hear;
Her Eye to Earth she bends with modest Grace,
And Heav'n in Smiles is open'd in her Face.
A Glance she steals; but rosy Blushes spread
O'er her fair Cheek, and then the drops her Head;
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