SONG VI. The Attribute of VENUS. YES; Fulvia is like Venus fair; Has all her bloom, and shape and air: But still, to perfect every grace, She wants — the smile upon her face. The crown majestic Juno wore; And Cynthia's brow the crescent bore, An helmet mark'd Minerva's mien, But smiles distinguish'd Beauty's queen. Her train was form'd of smiles of loves Her chariot drawn by gentlest doves; And from her zone, the nymph may find, 'Tis Beauty's province to be kind. Then smile, my fair; and all whose aim Aspires to paint the Cyprian dame, Or bid her breathe in living stone, Shall take their forms from you alone.