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With potent spell he thron'd the simp ' ring maid . And bid her reign the empress of an hour .
Disdaining law , uncircumscrib'd by rule , She vaunted sov e reign empire o ' er the fair : And while she play'd the antics of a fool , ~ Boasted that grace and taste were all her car e . Lest nature , simple goddess , should appear , In all her native dignity and ease , Her sacrilegious hands the tresses tear , Which crown the female head with powers to please .
And then , -with surreptitious art , she weaves A coif fantastic , tho' of foreign guise , Rival of manly ornament , and leaves Beauty bereft of what she most should prize .
" With ideot ignorance of every power That captivates the heart with soft controul , Fashion bereaves of all her rights and dower , Imagination , empress of the soul ! Whose mirror magnifies the smallest grace ,
And casts a lustre , by reflected ray , On charms which ambush in the breast and face , Or screen'd from view , beneath the robe that play . But Fashion pert , with meretricious hand ,
From off concealment plucks the vestal veil ; And while she feigns the robe with zone to bend , The light robe shews the form it should conceal .
Oh ! modesty ! where is thy virgin blush ? Shame ! whe-e thy downcast look of nameless grace ? Roses of Eden now refuse to flush , The dimpPd cheek and chcrubize the face .
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Far other tints supply the want of these , Which beggar'd beauty craves kind art to give : What tho * by art , the painted canvas
please ! The charms which captivate must glow and live . Daughters of Albion ! who unrivall'd shine ,
Equal almost to Greece , in charms and grace , Display not these , altho' they are divine , But veil your form as well as veil your face . Shade , shade your beauties from each
^ jr eye ; Leave us to guess the charms your dress conceals : Imagination will her power apply , And heighten beauties , fashion now reveals .
Believe the bard , who bows at Beauty ' s throne ; Nor let the muse her votive tribute waste ; True taste there is by nature ' s stamp made known , And , spite of art , simplicity is taste .
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6 lO Poetfy .
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Hail T hail ! thou magic nymph , supreme ! Sole patroness of genius' beam ; Fairy elves ( when Tig ht is least )
AN ODE TO FANCY .
Celebrate thy mystic feast . Mother of the loves and jjoys ! No care thy witching hours alloys ; Happily they glide away , And bring fresh pleasures ev ' ry day .
Charlotte Maria Mourgue , J-fcmertcn , July , 180 S .
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Monthly Repository (1806-1838) and Unitarian Chronicle (1832-1833), Nov. 2, 1808, page 610, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/mruc/issues/vm2-ncseproduct2398/page/34/
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