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THE ROSCIAD.
The curious eye their awkward movement tires;
They seem like puppets led about by wires.
Others, like statues, in one posture still,
Give great ideas of the workman's skill;
Wond'ring, his art we praise the more we view, 445
And only grieve he gave not motion too.
Weak of themselves are what we beauties call,
It is the Manner which gives strength to all.
This teaches ev'ry beauty to unite,
And brings them forward in the noblest light. 450
Happy in this, behold, amidst the throng,
With transient gleam of grace, H———t sweeps along.
They seem like puppets led about by wires.
Others, like statues, in one posture still,
Give great ideas of the workman's skill;
Wond'ring, his art we praise the more we view, 445
And only grieve he gave not motion too.
Weak of themselves are what we beauties call,
It is the Manner which gives strength to all.
This teaches ev'ry beauty to unite,
And brings them forward in the noblest light. 450
Happy in this, behold, amidst the throng,
With transient gleam of grace, H———t sweeps along.
Form'd for the tragic scene, to grace the stage,
With rival excellence of Love and Rage,
Mistress of each soft art, with matchless skill 455
To turn and wind the passions as she will;
To melt the heart with sympathetic woe,
Awake the sigh, and teach the tear to flow;
To put on Frenzy's wild distracted glare,
And freeze the soul with horror and despair; 460
With just desert enroll'd in endless fame,
Conscious of worth superior, C–bb–r came.
With rival excellence of Love and Rage,
Mistress of each soft art, with matchless skill 455
To turn and wind the passions as she will;
To melt the heart with sympathetic woe,
Awake the sigh, and teach the tear to flow;
To put on Frenzy's wild distracted glare,
And freeze the soul with horror and despair; 460
With just desert enroll'd in endless fame,
Conscious of worth superior, C–bb–r came.
When poor Alicia's madding brains are rackd,
And strongly imag'd griefs her mind distract;
And strongly imag'd griefs her mind distract;
Struck
