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Oxford This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 3.0 Unported License. T131163 K104099.006 Dodsley, Robert, 1703-1764. A Collection of Poems in Six Volumes. By Several Hands. Vol. VI. London printed by J. Hughs, for R. and J. Dodsley 1763 [1st ed. 1758] pp. 35-36. 6v.: music; 8⁰.

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ODE . By the Same . I. IF rightly tuneful bards decide , If it be six'd in love's decrees , That beauty ought not to be tried But by its native power to please , Then tell me , youths and lovers , tell , What fair can Amoret excell ? II . Behold that bright unsullied smile , And wisdom speaking in her mien : Yet ( she so artless all the while , So little studious to be seen ) We nought but instant gladness know , Nor think to whom the gift we owe . III . But neither music , nor the powers Of youth and mirth and frolick cheer , Add half that sunshine to the hours , Or make life's prospect half so clear , As memory brings it to the eye From scenes where Amoret was by . IV . Yet nor a satirist could there Or fault or indiscretion find ; Nor any prouder sage declare One virtue , pictur'd in his mind , Whose form with lovelier colours glows Than Amoret's demeanor shows . V. This sure is beauty's happiest part : This gives the most unbounded sway : This shall inchant the subject heart When rose and lily fade away ; And She be still , in spite of time , Sweet Amoret in all her prime .