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When each malicious Nymph her Faults had found,The Learn'd Aurelia last survey'd it round; Aurelia, vers'd in ev'ry Female Art,With piercing Eyes examined ev'ry part; Each Curious Fold laid open to the view, Each Curious Fold presented something New; She paus'd, and Thought her Admiration rais'd, Review'd it all, and all she view'd, she prais'd; Nor gave her Praise without the justest Cause; Yet scatter'd Censure midst of her Applause. Up rose the Prude, and with a Look serene, Display'd to all the Circle the Machine; View here, (she cry'd,) what Chloe's Art has done, This Work may sure for former Faults attone; Her tedious Absence pleads a just excuse, Whose private Labours turn to publick Use.
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