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3.
But say, amid the softer Charms
Of blooming Flow'rs, what mean these Arms?
So round the Fragrance of the Rose,
The pointed Thorn, to guard it, grows.
But say, amid the softer Charms
Of blooming Flow'rs, what mean these Arms?
So round the Fragrance of the Rose,
The pointed Thorn, to guard it, grows.
4.
But cruel you, who thus employ
Both Arms and Beauty to destroy!
So Venus marches to the Fray
In Armour, formidably gay.
But cruel you, who thus employ
Both Arms and Beauty to destroy!
So Venus marches to the Fray
In Armour, formidably gay.
5.
It is a dreadful pleasing Sight!
The Flow'rs attract, the Arms affright;
The Flow'rs with lively Beauty bloom,
The Arms denounce an instant Doom.
It is a dreadful pleasing Sight!
The Flow'rs attract, the Arms affright;
The Flow'rs with lively Beauty bloom,
The Arms denounce an instant Doom.
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