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VARIOUS SUBJECTS.
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What if their charms exceed Aurora's teint,
No words could tell them, and no pencil paint,
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Each blooming maid, and each celestial boy.
Now Manto comes, endu'd with mighty skill,
The past to explore, the future to reveal.
Thro' Thebes' wide streets Tiresia's daughter came,
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The Theban maids to hear the orders ran,
When thus Mæonia's prophetess began:
"Go, Thebans! great Latona's will obey,
"And pious tribute at her altars pay:
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"Nor be her sacred offspring unador'd."
Thus Manto spoke. The Theban maids obey,
And pious tribute to the goddess pay.
The rich perfumes ascend in waving spires,
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The fair assembly moves with graceful air,
And leaves of laurel bind the flowing hair.
Niobe