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THE TRIUMPHS


And lively grace, whose gay diffusive light
Puts the black phantoms of the brain to flight,
Whose cheering powers thro' every period last,
And make the present happy as the past.
Such secret charms this richer zone possest,
Whose flowers, now sparkling on Senena's breast,
Give, tho' unseen those swelling orbs they bind,
Smiles to her face, and beauty to her mind:
For now, observant of the Sprite's behest,
The nymph conceals them by her upper vest:
Safe lies the spell, no mortal may descry,
Not keen Penelope's all-piercing eye;
Who constant, as the steps of morn advance,
Surveys the houshold with a searching glance,
And entering now, with all her usual care,
Reviews the chamber of the youthful fair.
Beneath the pillow, not completely hid,
The novel lay—she saw—she seiz'd—she chid:
With rage and glee her glaring eye-balls flash,
Ah! wicked age! she cries, ah! filthy trash!