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When Nature fram'd Laurinda , heavenly fair,
With each attractive Charm, and winning Air,
Minerva 's Eloquence refin'd her Tongue,
Charm'd in her Speech, and warbled in her Song;
Imperial Majesty from Juno came,
Sooth'd with the Softness of the Cyprian Dame
O! wou'd some other Powers employ their Care,
To make her kind, as these have made her fair,
That single Act should all the rest out-shine,
And make the fair Perfection all Divine.
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